Love from behind a screen

Love for a stranger

Phil-
As the time passes, more and more people aproach the train. The more people aproach, the more the panic rises. Relax. He told himself, stay calm and don't freak out. It's just a few people trying to get home from work just like you. But it wasn't " just a few people", the platform was beginning to disapear under the hundreds of feet rushing into the train. He prayed that no one decided to occupy the two empty seats beside him. To say that Phil hated people was a bit over dramatic, he was just socially awkward and the thought of having to interact with another human terrified him.

Unfortunately life hated him.

The train was about to leave, and he let out a sigh of relief when the surounding seats were still empty. That was until a tall figure rushed into the train and sat in the seat beside him. The sight of the figure took his breath away. He was slightly younger than him but around the same height. He had soft Brown hair cut in a similar style as his. His skin glowed golden and his chocolate eyes shone brightly. Almost as bright as his eyes, was his smile. It was warm and sent shivers down Phil's spine. He smiled at phil as he sat down "Hi do you mind if I sit here?" he asked Phil. Too shocked by the perfectness of the person beside him, he couldn't offer more than a nod in response to his question. Phil didn't like to interact with people, but he could make an acception for such an angel. To be honest Phil kinda just wanted to stare at him forever.

Forever didn't last long and, before he knew it, it was his stop. The boy also got off at the same stop. As he got off the train Phil noticed a rectangular shaped piece of metal lying were the boy was sitting. Shit. Phil jumped of the train and searched for the boy but he was gone. Unsure of what else to do, Phil put the phone in his pocket and went home.

Figure/boy-
As he climbed onto the train he saw the most gorgeous person he had ever seen. He had ebony hair with a fringe like his and the palest skin that made him look almost inhuman but still amazing. He instantly wanted to be closer to him and , noticing the empty seat, saw his chance. Suddenly nervous about the strangers reaction to him sitting beside him, he asked if he minded him sitting there. The nod he got in response reassured him that the figure was okay with it...and him. Throughout the ride he could see the figure through the corner of his eye looking at.... Him? No that couldn't be right, why would anyone want to look at him? He was probaly looking at something behind him.

When the train reached his stop he was sad that his time with the stranger was over and rushed of the train to avoid any eye contact with the perfection who had blessed his presence.