Prologue

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"Are you out of your mind?" The driver said. He was sitting as if nothing happened. He has no reactions written on his face.
I got up and walked towards them. I gave the money intended for his fare.
He's not that pauper looking man. He wore signature jacket and a shirt underneath it. His jeans is not so old but looks expensive then his shoes are looking new.
I looked at him.
"Where are you going by the way?" I asked him. He stared at my face.
"I don't know. "
"I pay you. Next time don't ride if you don't have bucks in your pocket. They might put you in jail." I told him and got off from the bus.

I stopped by in a cafe shop near the highway. I was surprised when I saw him walking around.
Then a bus coming were honking so loud.
I ran after him.
I pulled him and we both fell on the ground. What an embarrassing idea!

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