He sighs as he scrolls on his phone, the crowded subway was already grinding on his nerves. Being in America, in unfamiliar territory was worse. He eyed everyone on the subway before turning back to his phone. He could barely understand a word they were saying, for all he knew they were plotting against him. The train finally stopped and he got off, checking his phone for the address to where he needed to go. He froze when a hand touched his shoulder. He spun and glared at the person, you.