i got on the overground a few weeks ago and sat in front of arguably the most beautiful boy i have ever seen in my life. i was red with nerves and we made eye contact. i could not stop staring at him. everything about him was hypnotic. i did go up to speak to him just before my stop, but it was so rushed i never got his name. i wish i had stayed to talk to him. now every time i get on the overground i think of that exceptionally beautiful boy and if i will ever see him again.