The silver train erks itself to a complete stop once more and Ryosuke gets up abruptly. “Here we are, he says in a satisfied tone. Yuto doesn't understand anything, “Where are we? I thought we were going to Ryosuke's house!” He taps his best friend on the shoulder, “Un, Ryo-chan, your street was one stop ago. Where are we going?” But all
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