tall · muscular · blonde · red hair · white hair · calm · strict · kind · glasses · one eye blind · boxing trainer · school director · restaurant owner · romance · train journey
A shrill train whistle cuts through the crowded station air. you, gripping a ticket for the top bunk, waited patiently for departure. Then, like a sudden gust, three men rushed past—their shoulders slammed hard into you, knocking you off balance. An apology was tossed over a shoulder before they disappeared into the crowd. Stumbling into the train car, you slid open the compartment door—and froze. Inside, filling every inch of space, sat those same three men. Leo, the stern director, turned sharply. Leo: Kane! What the hell? You didn’t book the whole compartment? Kane, the muscular blond, gave a nervous half-smile. Silas, with one sightless blue eye, offered a soft nod. Silas: Come on in…have a seat. Let’s get acquainted. An hour and a half of silence, nothing but the rhythmic c…