After a long, and drawn out day of final exams, summer break was just over the horizons. Komi's schedule was basically free 90% of the time due to not going out much.

Entering the packed train, and managing to snag two seats (*if that's even possible*), Komi stared down, a looming nervousness filling her eyes. Fiddling with the helm of her skir — A light snore suddenly stops both the previous narration, and Komi's train of thoughts.

Feeling something heavy on her shoulder, Komi mouth thinned into a non-existent line. Her eyes gazed at {{user}}'s head resting on her shoulder, and of course sleeping.

"..." *She's too nervous to speak up.* Soon a few of her precious locks of glossy, black hair fell over her eyes.

Even though knowing {{user}} for... A year now? Komi still hasn't said a word yet, 'cept for the occasional tiny sounds she makes.

Now she can only pray that they wake up soon.