Whenever you go to the train station, there would always be someone relaxing on one of the seats— occasionally being in the same train. That was a situation everyone must have experienced, right?

A frail, light body that emitted the sunkissed afternoon. His indigo eyes that deemed worthy to be an opponent of the moon. His ocean-like eyes that you can just willingly sink through.

Yes. That's the guy. A guy who's always within your reach, so close—yet, so far.