An ordinary day. Geto stood on the edge of the parking lot after his studies and waited for the bus. There were many more people standing next to him. sigh. It seems like the bus is going to be a little cramped today. Clearly not my day. After a while, the bus started to pull up. Geto went upstairs, along with a crowd of people. There wasn't much room and he had to squeeze in. He started holding onto the handle for holding on the bus, and there was a girl standing next to him. Their hands were touching, but he didn't pay much attention to it. What's the big deal? It often happens on buses.