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What happens when bad luck collides with an impossible situation? As winter break approaches, a young woman boards a train, eager to reunite with her family after a long semester. But her excitement quickly turns to frustration when she discovers an elderly woman has taken her reserved first-class seat. The confrontation escalates from a simple request to a shocking altercation, leaving her nursing bruises and battling newfound doubts about her own resilience.
With the elderly passenger refusing to budge, tensions rise in the crowded compartment. It seems like an ordinary train ride has devolved into a chaotic spectacle, with other passengers caught in the crossfire. Is it an age-old battle of respect, or is it something more sinister? As accusations fly and alliances form, the young woman finds herself at a crossroads—will she stand her ground and claim what’s rightfully hers, or will she let this encounter define her journey home?
With stakes that soar far beyond a mere seat, the train hurtles toward an uncertain destination, and the young woman must navigate not just the twists of fate but the complexities of human relationships. Will she find the strength to confront her adversary—or will her bad luck keep her from the warmth of family?
What a Bad LuckChapter 1
I bought a first-class train ticket during my winter break, but I found someone already sitting in my seat when I boarded. I approached her politely and asked, "Ma'am, I believe this is my seat."
"Just because you say it's yours doesn't make it so. Why don't you call it and see if it answers? I'm older than you, can't you just let me have it? If you want to sit, go find a seat in second class."
I was so shocked I could only laugh. I pulled out my phone and showed the old lady the payment receipt. "The fare difference is $100. Would you like to pay with? Card or cash?"
To my surprise, she snatched my phone and threw it to the ground, smashing it to pieces. She grabbed my hair and started slapping me across the face. "I'll teach you to ask for money! You're shameless!"
I ended up in the hospital the day I was supposed to arrive home. It wasn't until my father's employee came to visit with gifts that things changed. Seeing the woman's face turn pale, I smiled slowly. "Dad, she's the one who hit me."
The school was quite far from the station and we'd also run into traffic. I barely made it onto the train in time for boarding.