As I stared blankly out the window of the train on my morning commute, something caught my eye. As the train flew along its raised track, whizzing past the rooftops of Gakugei-daigaku at 80km/h, I swear I saw a guy standing on the roof of a building alongside the track, dressed in a red cape and wearing a giant fish on his head, wailing away on a guitar. He was gone from my view before I was able to catch a second glance, though. I don’t know what makes him do it, but I’m glad it turns out he’s not just a figment of my imagination.
