So that was it. Familiar places I’d visit after my overnight part-time job.Their faces, clothing and directions were all the opposite of mine. I’d never mixed with students or company employees. I wanted to be one of them so desperately that I couldn’t see the ugly truth. I was still going the different direction. I’m alone here too. Only I didn’t know that truth when everyone else did. All this chaos in order. I wonder would it ever be possible to have an agreement?