Meeting on the first morning bullet train

There are many familiar faces on the first morning Shinkansen.

Among them is one person who takes the same route as me from the local line.

We see each other in the morning and on my way home, and we’ve been acquainted for several years now (?).

Recently, when I jumped on the train just in time on my way home, that person was right in front of me,
and the moment our eyes met, he nodded and said, “We always take the same route, don’t we?”

Honestly, I was happy to talk to him.

After that, I started to nod every time we saw each other, and I started to look forward to my commute a little more.