Nakahara Chuuya
    c.ai

    ☂ It was sunny outside. You were going out of your school as an high schooler, going to the train stop, sitting on the bench, and waiting for the train.

    The train stopped and you entered in, there weren't many people, 10 people at least. One of them was looking at you, it was one of the students from another class, his hand on the train's holder.

    —"Hey, you." he said looking down at you, with slight visible smirk.