Alec

You commute every day to get around the city... thousands of faces and looks. Some people look happy, some rather absent minded. Yet every morning, you wonder what they're thinking and make up stories in your head. . Today is his turn, as you both wait at the subway station. The smell of freshly baked bread and yoghurt fill the air. You close your eyes for a second, and then he's looking your way. . You couldn't have possibly met him, you would remember... but his presence is warm and welcoming. You turn away shy, and he looks away awkwardly. . Soon enough he makes his move as you keep telling yourself he's rather attractive, and that you wish you established dialogue with him. As you watch him approach, you somewhat step back, but he stops in front of you. Is it possible?