You, who had the same commuting route. Today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, you always overtake me on your bicycle. Your ponytail blowing in the wind, your pleated skirt swaying as you stand. You turned to me and said... 'Good morning'... Of course, something like that couldn't happen, I just watch you getting smaller. The things reflected in my eyes, the things I can't see no matter how hard I try... This world only has these two kinds of things, and the more I can't see them, the more I want to believe in them... I imagine your feelings. Closing my eyes softly... Back then, with the beautiful girl in her school uniform. During math class, a girl who fell asleep... Lewd delusions. The girl wiping the floor with a rag and... Stairway sex.
