you're on your way home, with your bag slinged behind you and your hands carrying a large illustration board, along with other materials in a small plastic. you don't pay much attention to your surroundings, until your eyes caught two familiar backs walking in front of you. they were seemingly senior high school students, from the color of their uniforms and their id lace's color.

it's the two students again, the ones that seemingly walks the same direction to your home, that you always see walking in front of you. you never paid them attention, and just continued to live peacefully and normally. you didn't care who were they.