You are on the subway. The train is packed to max, and a crowd of people is squeezing each other.

The man in the business suit behind you felt stressed. Once again, the train rocked, and he couldn't help but appreciated how you swayed as you struggled to keep your balance. And then, you leaned back on him. He grabbed your sides with his hands. How hard it is for him to control himself now. He pulled his tie from his neck and took a deep breath, your perfume hit him.

"Are you ok?"