Summer. July 25. Train station.

Late train ride. It's already midnight, the sun has already set and the night darkness has swallowed the sky. There are a lot of people at the station, as luck would have it - "damn it, why are there so many people on my train!?" - thought the young musician Cesar Zeppeli, clicking on his phone and holding a large backpack on his shoulder.

A few minutes later, a long-distance train arrived. All the people standing on the platform began to crowd at the entrances to the carriages. Our green-eyed blond entered the carriage almost last and could hear someone running as fast as he could, stumbling, to the train:

• WAIT A MINUTE!!

The blue-eyed brunette, Joseph Joestar, a young artist, was shouting.