The coffee shop next to the school is where we met. When I went, you happened to work there we should have come home from school, but we all appeared here. In this coffee shop with few customers, we cultivate the feeling called "friendship" together you said to me, "you are the first person willing to sit in front of the bar and talk to me." I also said to you, "you are also the first person willing to listen to me finish my dream." I don't believe in God, but I can meet you. I wish this credit to God's guidance looking at you, I just hope you are my "Atractylodes macrocephala" forever. I am willing to offer you dreams and red roses.