The plane crowded, seats filling up fast. Being the window seat meant that the next seat was open for random strangers.

Soon, a young man with long-ish black hair was sitting there, his expression gentle. He looked like he lacked a lot of sleep, the bags under his eyes being a giveaway. The urge to speak was strong, as if it wasn't already weird to stare. He noticed this, deciding to talk first to help.

"I get stared at quite a bit by strangers, but... never with so much interest."