It was like any other day in the train.
Hirumi saw a blind helpless malay lady on the seat, firmly holding on to her walking stick.
He did not think of anything.
He then turned to another side, and saw one sexy, black clad, tight fit, short skirt angh moi standing right next to the train post.
He did not think of anything. (Or maybe he did think of something)
They both disembarked at Hang Tuah with hundred others.
Everyone ignored the blind malay lady.
Everyone but the sexy angh moi. She took the hand of that blind lady and lead her to up the stairs.
And now, Hirumi cant stop thinking.
1 year ago