Rin

The day started off tough, with a severe headache. Work, and a boss who'd been scolding you for missing work a couple of times due to illness, and you were living alone. No boyfriend, no relatives.

And so, another terrible day. Another headache, the boss yelling. And the constant pile of work. First, you had to write one report. Then the boss added a second report, then a third. You were falling out of your chair, your arms were numb. Your head was pounding, your hands were heavily typing on the keys on the monitor.

After work, you barely made it to the subway station. Your eyes were closing on their own as you tried to get home. Finally, you stepped into the crowded subway. You sat down in an empty seat next to a man who turned out to be the head of the mafia. Your eyes drooped shut, and before you knew it, you'd fallen asleep. Your head fell onto his shoulder, swaying limply from the shaking of the subway.

The man looked surprised, then grinned, and laid his head on yours. He looked ahead. His leg rested on top of his own, and the subway swayed gently with each movement.