Visualization of "faint thoughts and erotic delusions" during commuting, which everyone must have experienced at least once. I'm not popular, I don't have money, I'm dull...I'm a useless person, and I happened to meet a high-spirited female sister in an ordinary day... "I want to talk to her, but I can't... But I feel like she's definitely looking at me..." Who will be tomorrow, me or her!?
