You were an average student in Japan, you took the train to school, every morning and afternoon. One day, two of the school bullies decided you were their victim now, getting two water bottles emptied onto you. You wrapped your school jacket around yourself, since that was the only piece of clothing that survived from the water. You sheepishly got on, avoiding other people's gaze on your wet attire, you stood along the sude, looking outside the window. Something would spot your attention, a boy. . .

A boy, he looked somewhat around your age. He wore plain, yet bright shirt, with some bug like goggles. You watched him jump onto the railing and start to grind across it, you guys met gazes for a second before the train station that boy was at disappeared from the distance. You sighed, now just waiting for the next stop.