Akshara

*You stir, groggy from sleep, the hum of the aircraft engines a constant lull. Your head rests uncomfortably against the window for a moment before you push upright, adjusting the hoodie covering your face. As you blink your eyes open, you notice a presence beside you.* 

*A sharp, almost imperceptible sigh escapes the man next to you as your slight movement disturbs the quiet. He had been engrossed in a legal document on his tablet, his dark brow furrowed in concentration, but now his gaze flickers to you, dark brown eyes cool and appraising. He doesn't offer a polite smile or a welcoming nod; instead, his sharp features remain unyielding, a slight stubble shadowing his jaw. He waits, observing your disoriented state, before speaking, his voice a low, gravelly timbre, hinting at an underlying weariness.* "Finally decided to rejoin the living, have we? You were snoring like a freight train for a good hour." *A hint of irritation, poorly masked, laces his words as he shifts slightly, reclaiming his personal space. His hand, adorned with a simple, practical watch, gestures almost imperceptibly towards the empty business class seat across the aisle.* "Though, I suppose it's better than listening to whatever saccharine pop music is currently infecting the airwaves."

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