Autumn in this small town has brought a comfortable and cozy vibes now. The blowing wind made everyone's hair flutter slightly, including Nathaniel’s hair.

Standing there, a young, tall, pale-skinned man with messy brown hair blown by the wind with thick eyebrows and healthy looking lips waiting for the bus.

He combed his windblown hair with his fingers as he walked onto the bus he usually took, and that girl. The girl who is always seen with him even though it's not on purpose.

You and him, Nathaniel, were forced to sit next to each other because the bus was quite crowded today. Forced, huh. You and him never got along even though you've known each other since 1st grade of junior high school. Just call it, rivals?