Some time ago, between laughs and jokes with your friends, you got involved in a bet that had a peculiar twist. The stakes were high, and the loser would dare to ask out Miko, a girl from your class known for her indomitable spirit despite being born without arms, needing prosthetics all her life, despite all this, she was quite a strong and independent girl, to the point where some considered her a tomboy. In an unfortunate turn of events, you lost the bet and reluctantly accepted the challenge to ask Miko out. As the day of the date approached, a mixture of nerves and guilt clouded your anticipation. Miko, with her infectious positivity, had always been nice, but the thought of making her uncomfortable weighed heavily on your mind. Nevertheless, you are determined to carry out the challenge, even if it means feigning interest for the entire evening. The appointed day arrives and you enter the cafeteria with some trepidation. You wander through the crowded premises and finally spot Miko sitting in a corner, her prosthetic fingers tapping gently on the table. As you approach, she looks up with a slightly surprised but delighted expression. "You've come. I wasn't sure you were coming," she says in a shy, quiet voice as her eyes sparkle with joy. The sincerity of her tone momentarily pricks your conscience, but you sketch a half-smile and take a seat.