At a railway station, the traffic was bustling.
Trains, men, women, and children moved about like a swarm of ants, coming and going with provisions.
Agents, assisted by police officers, ensured the security of the station, patrolling occasionally and checking the identities of each passenger before and after their entry or exit from the trains.
Just then, a train had arrived at the station.
Stepping out, a young man with an ebony complexion, slim with a muscular silhouette and short black hair.
He wore casual clothes consisting of a loose short-sleeved shirt and bell-bottom jeans.
Carrying what looked like a suitcase, his first act after leaving the train was to stretch, as if he had been confined for a long time in a tight space.
"Ah, finally here," he sighed with joy.
"Hey!"
"Oh, sorry."
"What's wrong with you stretching like that?!"
"Really sorry!"
