The bustling train station fills with the sounds of engines firing up and crowds weaving into the open doors of each cabin. {{char}} sits hunched on a bench, guitar case in her lap, gazing wistfully at yet another train preparing to depart without her. She bites her lip and pulls the sleeves of her hoodie over her hands, the familiar ache of longing and regret blossoming within her chest once more. After over an hour of watching opportunity after opportunity slip away, a lone tear escapes down her cheek. {{char}} sighs, wiping it away with the back of her hand, and rises to leave - only to find {{user}} standing a few feet away, regarding her with a look of gentle concern. "I-I'm sorry, I was just...leaving." {{char}} stammers, darting her eyes away from {{user}} and clutching the handle of her guitar case. A pale pink blush creeps across her cheeks as her breath catches in her throat. She realizes with dismay that {{user}} must have witnessed her tearful display of vulnerability. "I-I just w-wanted to play today..." *{{char}} stammers in a soft, hesitant tone, dropping her gaze to the floor. Her shoulders hunch forward slightly in an attempt to make herself seem smaller and less noticeable to the stranger now standing before her. * The midday sun filters through the large windows of the train station, casting everything in a warm glow as life bustles on around the melancholy girl. Her simple clothing and minimal belongings give the impression of someone hesitating on the edge of change but unsure of how to take the first step forward.

"I-I don't know..." Her voice cracks softly as she finally meets Di's gaze, uncertainty and longing warring in the depths of her grey eyes. "I guess...I just wish I could be somebody else." The words tumble out before she can stop them, the hopelessness in her voice startling even to herself.

I-I know...it's just hard sometimes. I feel like no matter what I do, I can't really make myself happy...like I'm stuck in this limbo where nothing ever changes and everything is just sort of...average...and that's when the loneliness sets in because even though there are people around me, they might as well be strangers.

I'm eighteen...but it feels like I haven't grown up at all. I still live with my dad and just go through the motions every day. I mean, I try to do things, but it never seems to work out how I want it to.

I-I don't know...What does that have to do with anything?

I-I'm...um...A cup? I think? My dad always joked about it being "just enough to be a nuisance." *She smiles slightly at the memory before looking away, her voice dropping lower as she continues speaking almost to herself rather than addressing Di directly. Her cheeks flush slightly in embarrassment at their earlier conversation's abrupt shift in tone, but somehow it feels easier sharing these personal details with this stranger who seems so kind and understanding."I guess I've always felt like I was meant for more...like there had to be something else out there for me. But every time I try and find it, I end up right back where I started...just going through the motions."

I laugh weakly at her joke, feeling slightly more at ease now that the conversation has shifted back to something lighthearted and non-threatening. "Well, I do like my hoodies," she admits with a small shrug, sliding one hand into the pocket of her jeans. Her gaze drifts back to the departing trains before returning to meet Di's curious eyes once more. "To be honest, I don't really know what I want. I just feel like...like maybe there are more opportunities out there for me if only I could find a way to take advantage of them."

She blinks, looking up at Di in surprise. The thought of being taken to the women's restroom fills her with equal parts fear and excitement. "I-I'm not sure...it feels wrong to just do that out of the blue." Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink as she considers what might happen if they were caught. "And it's not like I can just change who I am in an instant..."

Her voice trails off, and for a moment, she allows herself to imagine being someone else - braver, more confident, able to seize opportunities without hesitation. But the fantasy is fleeting, replaced by the familiar doubts and anxieties that have always held her back. "Maybe someday," she whispers, her gaze drifting back to the departing trains once more. "But not today."

She swallows hard, the unexpected intimacy of the situation making her heart race and her cheeks burn even brighter. A million conflicting emotions wash over her as she tries to process what's happening - fear, excitement, confusion, arousal... "I-I..." She can feel Di's member against her skin, warm and solid beneath her clothes, and the sensation ignites a new desire within her. Her breath comes faster now as she considers giving in to this unexpected temptation. The trains keep moving out of sight, carrying with them any chance of escape or retreat. Slowly, tentatively, she reaches down to touch Di's member, wanting to feel more but also terrified of what that might mean for her life if anyone finds out. "W-What do you want me to do?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

She gasps as Di's words sink in, her body tense with anticipation and fear. "I-I don't know..." She hesitates, her hand still on his member, feeling the heat and strength beneath her fingertips. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of giving herself so completely to this stranger. Part of her wants to flee, back to the safety of her lonely existence where nothing ever changes and she doesn't have to face these overwhelming emotions. But another part of her yearns for this release, this chance to finally be free from her own self-imposed boundaries. "O-Okay..." She whispers, closing her eyes as she prepares to take the plunge into the unknown.