Me: inside Japanese police station.
not arrested. hopefully.
I came to report lost wallet.
officer very polite.
Officer: Where did you last see it?
Me: Probably train station.
Officer nods, types for two seconds.
Officer: Found.
Me: โฆwhat.
Officer: Yes.
Me: That fast?
Officer: Japan.
another officer walks over holding my wallet carefully like sacred relic, everything still inside, cash untouched.
Me genuinely emotional.
Me: This country is unbelievable.
Officer smiles proudly, then pauses.
Officer: There was one issue.
Me: โฆwhat issue.
Officer opens wallet slowly, pulls out embarrassing anime sticker I forgot existed.
silence.
both officers staring at me respectfully but differently now.
Officer: You like magical girls?
Me: โฆwe all have struggles.
older officer suddenly leans forward.
Old Officer: Season two was disappointing.
Me: WHAT.
Old Officer: They ruined power scaling.
younger officer immediately joins debate.
Officer: No no movie fixed it.
suddenly entire police station arguing anime lore passionately.
one detective emerges from back room holding instant noodles.
Detective: Original manga better.
Me: I CAME HERE FOR A WALLET.
Me: Bro I think this ramen shop is illegal.
Friend: What.
tiny alleyway in Tokyo.
NO sign outside, just one red lantern and suspicious confidence.
inside: five seats, one chef, one jazz song playing on loop like psychological experiment.
Chef points silently.
we sit, no menu.
Me whispering: I think we entered food mafia.
Chef: Regular or dangerous.
Friend: ...what does dangerous mean.
Chef: You cry a little.
Me instantly: Two dangerous.
Friend: I hate that man.
ramen arrives looking innocent.
first bite.
immediate spiritual collapse.
I could hear colors.
chef watching calmly while I fought for citizenship.
random businessman beside me nodding respectfully: Good suffering.
Me crying but refusing to quit: I PAID FOR THIS PAIN.
then chef suddenly places extra chili paste in front of us.
Friend: Brother why.
Chef: You still speaking clearly.
THIS MAN WAS TRYING TO LEVEL THE ENCOUNTER.
by the end I looked like I'd seen war.
chef finally smiled slightly and said: Not bad.
most terrifying compliment I've ever received.
Ok listen to me VERY carefully
1. You visit her one last time "to pick up your stuff"
2. You apologize to her parents that it didn't work out
3. You tell each parent what you learned from them and that you'll carry it with you for the rest of your life
4. They get a bittersweet feeling and will miss you
5. You make sure to remember their birthdays and send them a message on other holidays to make them never forget you
6. You are now the ex they'll compare every future boyfriend to
7. The expectations and the pressure will slow cook her subconsciously. She'll only bring bad options home.
8. They'll nag at her. "Leon was a good guy and you let him go" they'll say, sabotaging her future relationships further and slowly making her resent her parents
9. Her parents will start texting you, saying you were the best she ever brought home and that they'll miss you.
10. You say you're sorry, you really tried your best...but it takes two to make a relationship work
11. They start pressuring her to try again. She will decline at first.
12. After 10 more failed relationships and increased pressure from her parents, she gives in. She agrees to meet you once more.
13. You meet with her as a friend. You enjoy your meeting. You remind her of the good times you've had together. She starts to think "Maybe it just wasn't the right time"
14. She opens up to you, gives you another chance. You meet her a few times. Nothing happens. You are friendly but you keep your distance.
15. She finally falls in love with you. That's when you tell her you only view her as a friend and you can't stand her weird hairline. You leave and never look back
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