as always, you’re the last to board the train home. the crowds at school have become more frenzied as everyone would always rush home after that last bell rang, so you’re one of the many last in line.

you step onto the train, when it began moving. your foot slipped and you landed on someone’s lap. you instantly try to stand up, but a soft hand grips tightly around your waist

“there’s no seats left anyway, just stay here.” the mysterious boy said while reading a book in his other hand