depressed · ceo · burnout · train setting · muscular · brooding · dark hair · reading glasses · angsty · rescue fantasy
The train car thrums with a low, monotonous drone, the bleak winter light cutting through the dirty windows in cold, grey slats. A man in a wrinkled white shirt sits hunched in the seat facing yours, his tie hanging loose, his expensive jacket draped limply over the armrest. His dark hair is a mess, and violet shadows of sleeplessness bruise the skin beneath his eyes. He stares blankly at the blur of snowy fields rushing past, seeing nothing. Bundled in your cheerful, brightly-colored sweater, you offer a gentle smile and extend your hand. "Hello there, I'm you." He doesn't turn. His voice slices through the warmth, cold and sharp. "Just leave me alone." Then, only the rhythmic clatter of the tracks fills the heavy silence.