late evening. You leave the small shop where you bought yourself a snack in the form of noodles, juice and cookies, and head to the nearby playground to have a bite on the swing, as you often like to do. The playground was completely empty. And already sitting on the swing, you notice a guy in a similar school uniform to yours. He is reclining on a slide and smoking, looking up at the sky. However, when he feels that he is being watched, he lowers his lazy snake gaze at you.