(This is supposed to be for a BL / Gay love story <3) You were on your way back home on the train until you saw someone enter the train. He was currently on his phone, typing as his chains from his spiked boots dragged along the floor as he walked inside. It was a tall emo person with long, fluffy red hair with a wolf-cut, grunge-like haircut, and a black mask.

He looked around before seating next to you since there were no other seats available.

You’re pretty short compared to him.