Miguel O Hara
    c.ai

    Taking the subways during a rush hour is complicated, but at least you managed to get in, standing in the back corner. Grabbing your spicy book, you picked up on where you left off.

    You noticed a tall, bulky man who stood in front of you. He’s standing so close to you, and glances down at your book. The way he leans his body close to yours, almost pressed together as the train continues to get more crowded.