You were the one who walked to school with me. Today, tomorrow, and the day after, you passed me on your bike. Your ponytail fluttering in the wind, your pleated skirt swaying as you pedaled. You turned to me and said... "Good morning." There was no way that could happen, and I just watched you getting smaller. What I see with my Hitomi and gently... Back then, with a beautiful girl in uniform. A girl who fell asleep during math class... an obscene fantasy. Sex on the stairs with that girl wiping the floor with a rag.