it was a rainy afternoon, without an umbrella, you rushed to the crowded train. You manage to squeeze right infront of the window, your front body pressing into the glass... As you wait for your stop, you notice a warm breath on your ear, you turn your head to see but you can't see anything else than his arm, holding his skate board against him. As the train got loaded with people, he ends up with his body pressing all over your back, his hands on the sides of your head, palms against the glass, his chin was almost of your head.