’And if a double-deckered bus… crashes into us.’

Suguru was in an elevator, waiting for his floor while he had his headphones on and listening to the smiths. He was well unaware of the fact that another person was on the elevator as well as he was too immersed in his mind.

He suddenly felt a tap as he took off his headphones, looking at you with curiosity.

“I love The Smiths.” You commented while smiling a bit at the stranger.

“Huh?” He replied, “I said I love The Smiths.” You repeated.