I attend a prestigious swimming school in the countryside, far from home. I've dedicated myself entirely to my club activities and have no experience with romance, yet I yearn for it. Recently, I've been in a slump with swimming, overworking myself. Today, I practiced until I was exhausted. Before I knew it, the last train was approaching. I safely boarded the train and, while listening to my favorite music, dozed off. Splash, splash, sniff, sniff, sniff, I woke up to find there was no one around. Gradually, I began to feel...