AN: Team #curiositytrain
Disclaimer: I do not own my boobylicous waifu or any of her friends sadly enough.

Huh?

I stared at the blank ticket in my hand as busy travelers rushed around me. I could briefly decipher someone cursing at me to move, but that voice was soon gone and mixed with the other conversations. I continued to stare at the ticket in confusion. What was I supposed to do with just a blank piece of paper? Almost on their own my legs started to move, taking me away from the crowded train station and away from the jumble of noises.

Then, they just stopped.

I glanced up, and the deafening silence immediately struck my attention. I stood in the middle of a seemingly abandoned terminal. Cold, dark, dreary, silent, and empty. Empty apart from a single train sitting there in its lonesome. I blinked, taking in the rundown appearance of the gray metal train. I shivered. Even from here the train oozed a sense of loneliness and sadness. I couldn't help but feel sad for the poor thing. How many years has it just sat there, waiting for someone to get on? Almost as if it could hear my thoughts the doors opened, revealing only a gate with a slit so thin it could only fit a small piece of paper.

Huh? A small piece of paper?

I glanced back to the bank ticket still clutched in my hand. Was this where the ticket went? In a daze I started heading towards the train.

Hold up! Wait a moment!

I paused, willing my legs to stop moving. Do I really want to go on this? This cold, rundown, abandoned train? I don't know where it's going, what's inside, or anything else about the desolate machine. So then why... why does a part of me want to go on it so desperately?

Ah, I see.

How long has it been since I've felt this thrill, this rush of adrenaline? Day in and day out I've been living in the same monotonous routine. Friends? Hah, don't make me laugh. The closer you get to something the more afraid you are that you'll lose it. Why bother making friends if you know you'll have to leave them in a month or sooner? That's why... that's why I want- No, that's why I need this thrill, this fear of the unknown.

I want to feel alive.

I inserted the ticket into the slit, watching as the gates opened. I stepped inside, the doors closing behind me.

"Nico Nico Nii!"

Huh? I looked around, my gaze finally focusing on a petite girl with red eyes and long black hair tied into two pigtails with red bows. I blinked my own turquoise eyes, my long dark purple hair flowing around me as the train started to move.

"Wow, you're the first person I've seen get on this thing ever since I got on!" she exclaimed enthusiastically. "I'm Yazawa Nico, nice to meet you!"

I smiled at the girl, saying in return, "It's nice to meet you too, Yazawa-san. My name is Tojo Nozomi."