Random People. 1 Hot and black coffee. That was all i need. The cold was attacking to my skin while i was walking through the subway and my coffee was like a hero to me. The fifth year in the school of ballet and the sixteenth winter in my #life. Yes the snow was pretty cute and romantic but i wasnt looking for any of that. I just want to put my ass on some chair and get rid of very heavy bag just for fifteen minutes. I went through the narrow automatic stairs and the smell of humid walls and mold. I saw the mendicant but i pretend that i didnt. I was holding the coffee very tight and it started to burn my fingers and i strted to hurry up to catch the subway because i dont want to miss te best part of my day. Seeing the mysterious stranger. He is a military guy who always sits front of me and all i can do is watching his beautiful face all journey. During the trip he just stares out of the window with blank eyes and he doesnt even realize what is going on around himself. The subway came to the station all with its noise and me and some weird guy get in the metro. There was a guy who looks like a business manager with his news and a serious eoman with her coffee and black leather bag. İ sat the spesific chair as usual and started to count the stations while subway moves. And three.. Here he comes. he jumped in the subway and sat front of me..