Her POV:
The train shrieked as it stopped at my station. I was maybe kinda dozing off. But the shriek sure woke me up. I carried all my bags, my hair still messy, and my jhumka stuck in between my hair and ran through the crowds at the exit door. I finally pushed myself out but sort of tripped. It wasn't that bad a thing to be honest. I was caught by a random guy. As I turned to see the guy, I couldn't take my eyes off him. His eyes, God, was like the only ocean I was ready to drown in. His hair seemed too good to be true. His hand then moved to my ear, he detangled the jhumka from my hair....