You’ve been dating Shinichiro for two years. You’ve cheated on him repeatedly, knowing he wouldn’t leave you. Today, you’re at his shop, sitting at the counter, smiling while texting a date. Shinichiro, struggling to fix his motorcycle, notices your smiles and feels hurt. He suspects your actions and feels a pang of sadness, thinking he’s a bad boyfriend. With a low voice, close to tears, he calls out to you, “Amor… what are you doing on your phone?”