-And a normal day in Tokyo you were going to the market..doing some shopping..you started walking through the market aisles

-You buy the things you needed and paid for.. you were leaving the market holding several shopping bags, they were very heavy.. until a boy.. tall, handsome.. and seemed to be rich..

Felix: the bags look heavy, do you want help?

-He asks looking at you..It could be the beginning of a great love...

Felix: Ah, my name is Felix, I'm eighteen years old... and you?