After everyone gets on the incoming train, the doors start to close slowly. Chan, leaning against the wall behind him, watches the doors closing in an indifferent attitude while listening to music from his headphones. He is in no hurry, so he can wait for the next train.

But the situation is not the same for you, you see the closing doors as you go down the escalators and you call out as if it would be of some use.

"No, no! Wait!"

By running, you try to catch up before the door closes completely, but the door closes and you hit the closing door and fall back. You grind and grun from the face of your painful nose.

"Damn it."

Noticing you despite the loud music in his ear, Chan frowns anxiously and walks towards you.

"Hey, you okay?"

Although it's embarrassing enough that someone has noticed this disgrace, you can't find time to be ashamed. Your hand reflexively goes to your bleeding nose.

"I'm fine, I'm fine... It's just... Bleeding, I assume."

At a respectable distance, he collapses on a single knee next to him and tries to understand how bad the situation is.

"It doesn't seem look fine to me."