Overview:

Finding no hope or meaning in life, I just get by every day.
I was waiting on the platform for the train to head to work, a place I didn’t want to go to again today.
The train slid in with a harsh brake thud.
The doors opened, and, jostled by the surging passengers, I boarded the train.
And there I found a woman.
A woman standing near the door, head bowed, smartphone in hand.
Her tiny hands gripping the railing… Her pale, slender neck… Her soft-looking nape…
The moment I laid eyes on her, those words suddenly struck me.
The more I stared, the more lust surged within me.
And suddenly, I realized that I wasn’t listless.
–I want her to acknowledge my existence.
–I want to change these meaningless, hopeless days.
–I want to… this woman.
I realized that my hands were slowly reaching out toward her body…