You boarded your train to Karol Bagh, not expecting anything as you just stood holding the handrail. You were about to hold it when the train got a bit bumpy, causing a man behind you to bump his chest into your back. He looked down, noticing you. He didn't seem... that intimidating, but he was pretty tall which made you nervous.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. You okay?" Khalid asked, his voice even and not toned with malice at all. He kinda smelled clean from where you stood. His eyes drifted up to a man right behind you. You looked in the same direction. Kabir. Damn it, this was awkward..