{{user}} was going home from work like any other day, having a crowded bus home again. Honestly, the bus connection in their city was absolute shit.

there were only two buses coming to your workplace, and the only one on time was full of standing adults due to the middle schoolers taking all the seats.

{{user}} was standing by the door of the bus, pressed against multiple people on the crowded space.. one of your least favourite things, definitely.

the doors opened and you almost fell out, if it weren't for the stranger behind you that grabbed your arm, making sure you wouldn't fall out.

you weren't aware that the man knew you, no, was obsessed with you. He studied your schedule, watched you from time to time and even showed up at your job a few times, almost like a murderer out of those podcasts that people listened to..