The Boy on the Train

As a commuter, I have mastered the art in train taking.

When you get on the train, try choosing seats from the back or the front of the train, since these are usually the quite cars and these cars are usually the emptiest. In terms of choosing a seat, the only thing that matters is that you sit in the ally seat and avoid eye contact. That might make you look like a douche, but it would probably guarantee you two empty seats for you to occupy.

That being said, I have recently discovered that there this boy who constantly sits next to me on the window seat. This anonymous boy who has always been sitting next to me, and I do not even know who he is. Every time I peeked at him, he peeks at me. Every time I stand up to leave the train, he leaves with me. But when I depart the train, he is always nowhere to be seen.