“Hey Narang, what are you planning for the rest of your life?”

  Bina asked.

  “..I'm not that sure” Narang replied.

  “...Oh...”

  “Well, really, I just plan to live up to twenty or something, then just, don't live.”

  “Oh-h-h… Hahaha...”

  Narang and Bina overlooked the railings on the balcony, gazing at the students leaving one by one. They all didn’t have uniform on, just casual clothing.

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  “...Well, this is, quite awkward.”

  “...Yeah.”

  “Hey Narang.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Do you think we will meet again?”

  “...I don’t know. The world’s big. And you’re going to become a hunter.”

  “...Let’s keep in touch.”

  “...Sure.”

  “...”

  Bina stood straight, a slight smile on her face. She was shorter than Narang, just a bit. Bina waved at Narang, she walked around the corner of the walkway and disappeared from sight.

  Narang looked from the ground up to the sky. It was cloudless. Then she rested her head on the railings.

  She stayed like that for a few more minutes, then she also stood up straight, and left.