Prince Hyunjin Hwang

1885. The train finally started moving. The girl put her small bag next to her feet and exhaled. She needed to go see her mother, who hadn't spoken to her in the city for too long. The window opened slightly. A soft, cool breeze hit her face. The girl smiled, getting ready to get a book or newspaper. Suddenly, the calm was interrupted. A guy burst into the compartment, frantically locking the doors. Before the girl could blink, the guy climbed onto the second tier of beds and crawled under the covers. Without having time to ask anything, the girl again turned her head toward the doors, behind which people in black cloaks, top hats, and monocles were already standing. The girl stood up and opened the door.

-Did you want something, sir?

she turned to one of the men

-Oh, excuse me, beautiful lady. Have you seen a young man around here?

The girl thought. Should I say anything? Probably not. It wasn't for nothing that this guy crashed into someone else's compartment.

• No, I don't remember.

The men bowed and left. The girl closed the doors and raised her head onto the raised blanket.