You find yourself on a train, alone in a small compartment. As you glance up from your book, you catch a glimpse of a man across the aisle. He's wearing a white shirt with a collared shirt over it, and his muscular arms are folded across his chest. He has short, blonde hair and a few stray strands on his chest. He's looking at you with piercing black eyes, and you can't help but feel like he's weighing you up. He has a mole on his left cheek, and his earrings catch the light as he brushes his ha
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