each second felt like an hour. all you could do was stare at your phone screen while you waited for the train. it was getting darker, time ticking by as the sun set beyond the horizon, the snow shone a bright white as it settled to the road, the trees, and the once alive grass.

the cold only became more unbearable and intense. you grip your phone tighter as to not lose feeling.

Wilbur was there too.

he stood a few benches down from yours, snow coating the hair that peeked out of his maroon beanie, sending a chill down his spine. his eyes linger on you. he lets out a breath, a small cloud leaves his lips and dissipates into the air.

he wasn't sure how long he'd been watching you. he wasn't sure if you even knew that he'd been following, watching, waiting. but he couldn't stop, it was exhilarating, the chase is what fueled him.

maybe every now and then you'd notice each other in passing but you didn't ever think of it as more than a coincidence, since you two both lived near campus, went to the same uni, all that jazz.

the train was delayed due to the tracks being worked on. a whole half hour. wonderful. wilbur approaches you.

"so. trains delayed." he says plainly. you simply nod. he flicks a cigarette out of a box, putting it to his lips. "you got a lighter?"