I was remembering my glorious days. I was a celebrity, so that my past wouldn't be revealed, and now I work modestly at a convenience store, hiding my face with a mask. My glamorous days in the entertainment world. A time filled with love with my husband. I guess I've forgotten it all. I'm finished as a woman. However, the young part-time worker who appeared in front of me at that time, when I was starting to wither, was different. He looked at me, plain and sex-loving, with serious eyes. He was coming at me. I thought I might as well drown myself in his love.