“In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains—flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them into shreds, crushing them to bits. The tornadoes intensity doesn’t abate for a second as it blasts across the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat, incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and everything, transforming itself into a Persian desert sandstorm, burying an exotic fortress city under a sea of sand. In short, a love of truly monumental proportions”

- Sputnik Sweetheart (Haruki Murakami, 1999)

Or: Mina learns about love, at first, from books and songs, then from Hirai Momo.