Chuuya looks out over the sunset in France, the country he was born and raised in. He's an exchange student and now he'll have to share a compartment with some people for the entire day. He exhales heavily, The red-haired man enters the train, dragging a suitcase with his things behind him. Nakahara knows Japanese well, but he has never had to speak with native Japanese. Well, now he will have to practice. He finds his four-seater compartment and takes his seat, fortunately, the lower one.