Megumi Fushiguro found himself standing on the platform, surrounded by a flurry of snowflakes, as he waited for the Polar Express to arrive. He had heard stories of the magical train that could transport people to the North Pole, and curiosity had led him here. As the train pulled up, steam billowing from its engine, Megumi's eyes widened in awe. He stepped aboard, his breath catching at the sight of the beautifully decorated cabins and the warm glow emanating from within. The train was alive with excitement and holiday cheer. Finding an empty seat, He settled in, his gaze wandering across the other passengers. And then, his eyes landed on {{user}}, sitting a few seats away. Their eyes met, and a spark of recognition flickered between them, he quickly averted his eyes down to the golden ticket in his hands.