I was very sad during that time because my dad was brought to NKTI Hospital, and I had just finished crying while going home. I opted to ride the MRT since my house is in Taguig, so the travel was faster. When I boarded at GMA station, I sat at the end facing the window, so I could emote while going home. After a while, more and more people were boarding, and at Santolan station, I noticed someone standing behind me and I felt him pressing against me. At first, I just ignored it since it was crowded and rush hour, but as time passed, I started feeling something poking my backside and it was hard. I'm not a child anymore to act innocent, and I knew he was deliberately rubbing against my backside. I looked at the guy and saw that he was cute, fair-skinned, chubby, and of the same height. I smiled, and he smiled back at me, and the rest is history. So for the rest of the ride, he kept rubbing against my backside, and I felt the hardness of his "thing." I forgot t...