One day in the junior high school ....

“Oh, Elzi, you mean you're looking for her? Um... just a moment. There she is! That's her. The one in the pink jacket.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

“You're welcome.”

At that moment, the atmosphere at the entrance of Sunnydale Middle School was bustling. Understandably, the bell signaling the end of classes had just rung a few minutes earlier.

Students were streaming out of their classrooms. Some went straight home, but many stayed for a while, at least until the area became less crowded. Among the students crowding the school gate, there was a teenage boy who was not a student of Sunnydale Middle...