Emily saw a net bar at the corner after walking four hundred meters from the school entrance. A group of hooligans was sitting on motorcycles outside of the bar. Marley, whom she met in the bathroom that day, was also there. She was wearing heavy makeup and chatting with a group of hooligans with colorful hair and dirty words. They probably felt that they were awesome, stepping on the electric scooter as if the gold throne under their feet. They waved their arms as if they were heroic. It was acceptable if one ignored their fake tattoos on the exposed arms.
Marisa found a bench somewhere and said to Emily, "Sit down."
Emily sat down.
"You are calm. Is there anything you want to know?" Marisa took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Didn't you tell me to watch the show? I've already seen the main character."
She was skilled at smoking and put a piece of gum into her mouth after finishing a cigarette. "The play is about to start."