"After exchanging countless e-mails with me, you passed through my place of birth at 200 km/h."
Haru depicts the start of an interconnected era where instant messaging wasn't a thing, where the internet was still a wild wild west with mIRC regional or national chatrooms based on ones interest, and in which a coffee meeting between fellow chatroom dwellers had to be elaborately arranged so the participants can recognize each others by bringing the same thing or wearing the same…