Two bus experiences

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Lately, I don't know what's wrong with me, but I keep encountering perverts on the subway in the mornings. Usually, the subway is very crowded in the morning, like people squeezed together like sardines. Standing opposite me was a man with rather loose skin. Because he was quite tall, I could only see his chin; I couldn't see his face clearly up close. But I could tell he was probably quite old. At first, I only thought his hand placement was a bit odd, but I didn't think much of it, maybe subconsciously I feel more comfortable with older people. But as the train moved forward, I felt his hands were becoming increasingly restless. When someone got off at a stop, I turned slightly. He followed me, trapping me against the handrail. I prayed that more passengers would get off at the next stop, and he would behave himself when there was more space. When there was a little space in the train, I tried to hide elsewhere, but what was worse was that wherever I hid, he followed, his hand constantly trying to place itself where it shouldn't. Finally, he deftly unzipped my pants. This was outrageous! How could a middle-aged man treat a young girl like that? I wonder if he has a daughter? Doesn't he feel guilty? I'm not one to swear, and although I was furious, I just pushed his arm away and glared at him. He seemed completely shameless, brazenly staring back at me while his hands continued their actions. Before I knew it, his hand had untied my bra strap and was pulling it down. In a moment of sudden stop, taking advantage of my stagger, his hand covered my breasts, his fingers kneading and squeezing my nipples. I've encountered harassment before, but this time it terrified me. In broad daylight, he dared to be so blatant. If it were a younger person, I could understand it: high hormone levels. But he's middle-aged (he doesn't look particularly lewd, and his appearance is decent enough). How could he have the nerve to do this under my glare? He's a pervert!
Another time, it happened on a bus with a young man. It was the first time I'd ever encountered something like this, and I didn't even dare look him in the eye. Buses are often incredibly slow during rush hour, and the No. 44 bus was packed the whole way. It was October, and the weather was relatively warm. I checked my clothes; there was nothing inappropriate about them, and compared to others, I was actually wearing quite a lot. I'd heard from elders that dressing scantily or revealingly makes you more vulnerable to being harassed, and I've always considered myself conservative in my clothing choices. Being groped like that was incredibly embarrassing. Especially since my skirt didn't have a belt that day, and when I wasn't looking, he slipped his hand inside my underwear and started groping me. I wanted to scream but was too embarrassed to. The bus was packed, and I glared at him, but he pretended not to see me. When the bus was less crowded, I hid somewhere else. At the final stop, I got off. I'd only taken two steps when someone rushed up behind me, grabbed my hand, and pulled me forward without a word. Before I could even process what was happening, I realized it was the person who had been standing behind me. I dashed to a nearby stationery store and told the owner there were bad guys outside. I stayed inside and called a classmate on my phone. Only after the bad guy left and my classmate arrived was I rescued. Terrified, I felt like crying. Society, what's wrong with you? Have you gone mad?

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