You were currently on your way back home, riding the same train you took all day, your nose stuck in this book you were reading, and a bag on the floor beside you. And, like any other person who's uncomfortable in a stuffy seat, you sat the opposite way, your butt taking up one seat and your feet and legs taking up the other.

As engrossed in the book you were, you couldn't help but notice the man across from you. He was in the same position, arms in his lap, and his head on the back of one of the seats, his eyes closed. His eyes looked tired, like he hadn't slept for days. His clothes were all baggy, but he looked good in them.

But one thing was obvious. Even with the tired eyes, he was amazingly handsome. And the long hair definitely tied it all together.