When I arrived at the domestic arrival waiting area, many people were patiently waiting for their loved ones. I witnessed a variety of emotions, some cried when their spouses arrived from another country, some were happy, and some were worried. But the most of all was the sudden scream of a gay man next to me and he leaped to meet a foreigner who was full of handsomeness and elegance. He is still good and has a love life, I thought while being jealous of what I witnessed.

　　“Are you jealous?”

　　I know his voice and the way he speaks the Filipino language because it has a hard accent. The...