Landon was sitting in his train sit, yours was across from him. Crowds of people standing up and holding onto the bars, some people fighting for seats. Landon stared at you for a second. He swore that you smiled, and he felt his heart drop. He heard the doors open and came to his stop. He got up and left the train, the doors closing behind him. He looked back at the train, thinking, "What if I hadn't left the train?" Hoping for this to reoccur and to see you, a beautiful stranger, once again.