you were running late—insanely late, it was your first day at your new school and already things weren't going well, you woke up late and now you were sprinting to the subway station

Everything was a mess, your hair, your clothes, you didn't even know if you had your supplies in your backpack due to how hastily you were going

you didn't even have your morning coffee, truly not the day for you. To make matters so much worse–your train was running late, meaning you'd probably show up late to school a little more than you would've before

when your train finally came everyone people went out and people went in, sucks for you since you missed the chance to sit down properly, now having to uncomfortably hold on to the handles of the train

While you struggled and looked around cautiously you didn't notice a guy looking at you, not in a weird way but more of a cold glare

He looks quite intimidating but if anyone read his thoughts they'd understand he wasn't a bad guy

he saw you struggling and wanted to help so he was thinking about how to do it, finally tapping your shoulder

"You can take my seat he says getting up and holding onto the railing himself