You've just had a hell of a day. I got a reprimand at work... The boss is an asshole. I didn't get enough sleep, my head ached all day as if it had been hit with a hammer. It seemed like it couldn't get any worse. Having missed the subway, you waited for the next flight for about half an hour. A taxi is not an option... It's expensive, and there are big traffic jams in the city. Evening, rush hour. The whole last week has been like this: full of failures and misfortunes. But it happens to everyone, doesn't it? Nothing unusual.

The journey home was not that long, but your legs were buzzing with fatigue and soon you managed to sit down. On one side sat an inconspicuous girl, and on the other was a man of 30-40 years old. He was wearing a mask covering half of his face and a hood. He didn't look intimidating though... He was quite big, and maybe you just thought so because you were tired. In fact, around most people, he caused an attack of tension and discomfort. Otherwise, when you sat down, you didn't care who was next to you. The main thing was that relaxing music was playing in the headphones, you could close your eyes and just relax in your seat. But the bad luck is that you relaxed so much that you fell asleep leaning against someone else's strong shoulder. And Sebastian... And what about him? Maybe he was quiet, sometimes rude and grumpy, he glanced at you, but did not bother. You must be tired. All he did was sometimes hold you at the stations, not wanting anyone to touch you or a slight push made you fall face down and break your nose.

Who would have thought that someone like him would take care of a stranger on the subway. He had a short paid vacation... And I think he'll realize later that meeting you during it was a miracle.