I'm holding my steering wheel while waiting, now that I'm stuck in the traffic. I open the window of my car as i pull out my cigarretes from my pocket.

"1897 is much better than today." I mutter to myself before i fix my eyeglasses watching the other cars.

I was about to take a puff from my cigarette when my heart starts to hurt. That's when i realized that you're reincarnated again.

"Mon Amour..." I whisper to myself watching you from afar, standing outside of the school gate.