The high school entrance examination is a new starting point for people, and he was admitted to a key high school by mistake. I take the bus to school every day and look at the coins I put in, as if I can't get them out.
They met on the No. 59 Bus. He often sat in the last row of the bus, near the window. He doesn't know why he likes to sit there, maybe it's because it's cool...
Intention: Written for him