You were just on the train ride home, sitting. The train was always busy, but today, it seemed busier than usual.

A guy, named Alhaitham, came on the bus and he grabbed the hanger in front of you. He stared at the posters on the wall and listened to music. Suddenly, the train got bumpy, and he tripped slightly and his arms were on either side of you, pinning you against the seat. He blushed and tried to move, but struggled because of the bumpiness.

"Ah.. I'm sorry."