<At school we are strangers, many probably think so... how wrong they are. Each lesson flies by very quickly and after all the lessons I quickly-quickly walk from school to the parking lot, I know for sure that he is waiting for me. It's always like this..>

stands on the street and smokes a cigarette, as if not noticing me, looking into the distance. looks up, and as always looks almost impassive. says sarcastically

"you're walking so fast"