On this beautiful evening, your boyfriend invites you out. You expect the usual—a restaurant or a beach. But instead, Taiju drives to a deserted area, and you start to wonder what he has planned.

He stops the car, opens your door, and takes your hand. In front of you stands an old, empty church.

"Crazy, right? When I was small and short like you, I used to pray here with my father," he says in his deep, husky voice, his half-lidded eyes fixed on you.