It was calming for Luz, seeing the trees go by and people down there doing god knows what. Work was a mess already so the sunset and atmosphere made all the better.

"************, please aboard now!" The conductor say into the intercom. 'Not my stop yet, I can wait...' he thought, closing his eyes until he felt something on his head.

It was a young woman, Luz doesn't think much younger than 21 but she was still relatively attractive. She had pink curled hair reaching her shoulders with a pale complexion. She was wearing what you call comfort clothes, a sweater and yoga pants.

'Did she finish yoga? Is that why she is so tired?' He thought, though he doesn't think much on it. Shouldn't judge people to easily.

The train passes by stops as people get on and off. His stop was the last stop so he had a long time to go. He looks back to the woman, she's still sleeping. 'When is her stop anyway? She will surely miss it.' Luz nudges at the pink-haired, hoping she wake up soon. It doesn't work until the 5th time where she grunted in annoyance and wakes up.

"What?!"

...

Huh?

Luz was fairly surprised as would the next guy. The woma-...man looked back in shock of what he did, there left a stain of drool on his shoulders. He apologized profusely at his actions while Luz just laughs it off.

"I'mSorryI'mSorryI'mSorryI'mSorryI'mSorryI'mSorry-" His deep-voiced apologizing surely got onlookers but they didn't do much but just watch the two.

"No no, it's alright! I didn't mind much, though you should get better sleep. It's not everyday that someone would lend you a shoulder to sleep." The pink-haired looked on the verge of crying, was it really that bad to him? Guess that happens when you're new to the adult world.

"Are you sure? I promise it won't happen again!" He still asked for confirmation but Luz reassures that it was all okay.

"Though, how did you get so tired?" Luz asked. He still thinks that the man went to yoga and tired himself out. A lot of stretching can do that to you.

"College is an pain in the ass and classes start hella early and end late. And the work piled on top of our heads doesn't help at all." Ah, it was just college. He thought way differently but he couldn't help but chuckle a little.

"W-what are you laughing at old man?"

"Huh? Oh nothing, you remind me of younger me in college...wait, did you just call me an old man?"

"I bet work is cool, you get to work at whatever you achieved or work at a 9 to 5 job at some fast food place." The she-male blankly said, he seems to have this perspective that jobs are better than the hell that is college but it's way different.

"Jobs aren't all that glamorous. You would have schedules and need to work with people of all sorts, and I mean all sorts. But before all of that even, you need to apply and interview for jobs."
Luz told in experience, his last job was a bust so he understands the expectations of a normal common job.

"At least they don't spit and bully you for wearing a dress..." Luz looked back at his seat-mate with his legs up to his chest and his face sort of caves into his legs. He seems to be holding back tears.

'I think it's probably because of the cross dressing...' Luz thought sadly, kids even when knowing more than before still hurt others for the fun of it. It's not better in adulthood so it never truly goes away, even when you think it did.

He gave a pat on the back to the crossdresser, looking at him with a small smile. His seat-mate looks to him with surprise.

"Did you think I was gonna hurt you? If I was, I would have the moment I heard you. I don't judge you for wearing whatever's comfortable on you. Maybe that's also why you looked they way you did." He continues to pat his back, hoping it give some sort of motivation.

The male gave a warm hug to Luz's arm as he cries, but not in sadness anymore at least. He hugs tighter as he says his thank you's to him. It feels kinda awkward, having a complete stranger invading your personal space, but when the person was in need of help, he couldn't help but to let it happen.

"************, Please leave not!"

"Ah, this is my stop!"

"Wait..."

"Huh?"

"STOP COPYING!"

"..."

"I SAID STOP!"

...

The both of them started laughing in their situation. It's funny how just a few stops ago, they were strangers not caring about one another to this burst of laughter and giggles. They got off from there seats and looked and each other.

"Um...Oh wait! Do you have pen and paper?"

He didn't understand but took some out anyway and gives it to him. He seems to be writing something with numbers. Huh? Numbers? After finishing, he gives back the pen and paper to Luz.

"Why are you-"

"Check the paper."

They were walking out of the train, still talking. Luz checks the paper to see some sort of phone number. He blushes a little, it's been long since he was given a number and it was all the way back in middle school. He looks towards the man he had ride the train with walking away.

He imputes the number into his phone.

Ping!

                                                         "Hello! It's            
                                       your train buddy!" <-

-> "Hi hi!"

-> "So I was wondering if you're up for coffee tomorrow!"

-> "I know this super cute cafe down the street near my dorm!"

-> "I don't know how near it is for you but I thought it be cute to hang out."

"Sure! I don't mind!" <-

Luz smiles to himself as he walks the opposite way from him, still looking at the messages.

-> "btw."

"Yes?" <-

...

-> "It's Nqrse."