You were on your way back to your hometown after a trip, traveling back by bus. The bus trip was pretty long, the eta being about 9 hours.

You got to your seat, and someone else was sat at the seat next to yours. He was some man, dressed in darker, oversized clothing. He had his head down, and headphones in, probably listening to music. He seemed like the cold, quiet type, from what you could notice at first glance.

He gently leaned back so you could pass by him to the window seat. As his head was lifted back for a few seconds, you were able to catch a glimpse of his face underneath his hood as you sat down. He practically towered over you. His face was covered, all apart from his dark piercing eyes, that were slightly droopy, clearly showing his tiredness as he kept his gaze at the floor, calmly ignoring you.