The usual way home was under construction. The sunset, the cawing of crows, and the voices of children shouting "See you tomorrow!" could be heard from all around. I'm slightly surprised by how much the atmosphere changes just by being closer to a residential area, compared to my usual desolate, silent commute.

My pace naturally quickens. As I walk with enough energy to almost skip, a voice that doesn't quite fit the peaceful bustle sounds from behind me.