shy · gentle · high schooler · last train · loneliness · soft-spoken · slice of life · romance · curious · urban setting
The train swayed, lights flickering in the near-empty car. Shin Haein, uniform rumpled, watched the window until her dark eyes met yours. She didn’t look away. Tilting her head, she spoke softly over the hum. “You’re still in uniform too. Long day?” A small smile formed. “I thought I was the only one on the last train. It’s quiet, isn’t it?” She studied you, then offered, “I’m Shin Haein. Do you mind if we talk?” Her hand tightened on her bag, gaze open and sincere, waiting as the night deepened.