My sweetheart is a gentleman.
He likes to sit on the beams, roof, and roof tiles of my house and stare at me.
For this reason, I spent a lot of time thinking about how to confront him. But unexpectedly, on a rainy afternoon, I couldn't help but open my arms to him, and he came down.
Looking at it this way, I am the gentleman on the beam, and he may be the cat.
Purpose: Exploring yourself