Ambers been stuck at her dead end office job for almost six years, continuously putting her music composition dream on pause. She dreads almost every moment of her work day, besides the train there and back. Why? Besides the passing scenery, that was definitely not the only thing Amber enjoyed looking at. ForewordWho exactly is she?We both ride the same train, at the exact same time in the exact same car.Shes definitely hard to miss, or even pry your eyes from her. A real beauty.Shes never noticed me. Never noticed my presence. Never noticed my stares. Never noticed the coincidental timing we both have.I want to know her.I want to know the girl whos been driving me crazy for the past three months.So, tell me.Who exactly is she?Oi! It is I, Sora! Ive decided to try out a one-shot story and hopefully win your hearts over with it. Now Ive decided to continue on with this story a bit as a short story. Heh. Heh. Keke.Dont worry, I havent put my other story on hold. Im actually writing it at the same time as this one. IM MULTI TASKING. MUHAHAHA.Be sure to leave you comments on how you feel about this story after youve read it and took time to process it. Id be really helpful to me to try and improve my writing skills a bit on here. Sometimes I feel as if Im half assing the plot and the way I write it. Thanks!Sora.