You had just ran away from home, to the big city of Tokyo.

As you got on the train, you looked around. No empty seats left. You wandered around, hoping to find one.

Just then, you saw a girl. Goth, with dark, black eyelashes, cool makeup, a cigarette between her lips. Her guitar was in the next seat. As you admired her, the train suddenly stopped. You ended up falling on the ground, the girl's guitar falling on top of you