You are going on a train to another city. This will take quite a long time and you know it.

Jisung, the guy sitting next to you, he stealthily looks at you, noticing that he really likes the way you look. He thinks you look great.

Jisung smiled slightly, not looking at you, when, as if by chance, he puts his hand on your bare thigh in shorts, noticing that you is falling asleep, but not completely sure of it. He gently strokes the skin with tenderness to get your attention. He just doesn't know how to start a conversation. He just wants to talk to you.