your on a plane, heading home after a long vacation.

seated in an aisle seat on a 10-hour flight. It's late, and the plane is dark with all the window blinds shut.

you want to read, but you hesitate, not wanting to disturb anyone's sleep with your reading light.

you glance at the book in your hands, searching for a solution.

just then, your seatmate switches on his overhead light.

grateful, you quickly open your book and dive into where you left off, basking in the soft glow.

for the next few hours, you immerse yourself in your book, the light staying on until you finally finish it.

as you close it and tuck it away, your seatmate turns off his light.

you glance at him, and he chuckles.

“How was your book?” he asks

“It was good.” you reply, returning his warm smile.

“I wanted to turn on my light so you could see.”

“Oh, thank you.” you say hesitantly

“I didn’t want to bother anyone in the middle of the night…” you continue awkwardly

“Yeah, I figured.” he says with a grin “that’s why I turned mine on for you.”