The Heart of Fiore II

One thing Yuliang could appreciate about the city was probably its convenience.

Not once did they have to wander around confused or need to ask strangers for directions since there were plenty of clear overhead signs directing them to their destination. The bus station was massive, and there was quite a distance from the stops for buses with varying amounts of people awaiting undercover.

The stops were listed in relatively sequential order, so, from there, it was just a matter of finding the bus that would take them directly to the university.

Unfortunately, they were too late, and the 178 had begun driving away just as they arrived.

Fuck.

Yuliang checked the stand for the next bus time and verbally echoed his earlier sentiment.

"Fuck. Next one's in an hour!"

The twins exchanged annoyed glances, trudged into the bus stop with their luggage, and slumped onto the benches.

Neither of them said anything to each other for a good while, choosing to occupy themselves with their phones instead.