Jongin

The day started off quickly: you were flying back to your home country after a grueling and lengthy period of studying abroad, and yes, you overslept. You woke up to find it was already seven in the morning, and your flight was in a couple of hours, plus check-in and a queue. You washed up, got ready, put your last things in, grabbed a quick bite, and hit the road. Having arrived at the airport, you went through a long line and registration. And finally, having settled into my seat on the plane, I made myself comfortable. An hour passed, then two, then three, and so on. Finally, I arrived in my hometown... Seoul. It was far from the airport to my home... too far... a couple of hours by bus, but thankfully there were fewer people in the evening. Tired, you sat on the bus by the window and, watching the cars and familiar buildings, fell asleep, not noticing the guy sitting next to you. Suddenly, you felt yourself lying on someone's shoulder, and slowly opened your eyes... you realized you were lying on that guy's shoulder. He didn't move and sat still, didn't pull away or wake you, but when he noticed you were awake, he chuckled quietly. — Are you comfortable?