The train did start moving, but it was slow, much slower than its original speed.

I felt terribly misfortunate.
Out of all days,
Why did it have to be today?

When we were happened to meet.

Did the forces of nature want us to be apart, separate?

It was over 11...despite wanting to see you, I hoped you'd had gone home by now.

I was inside the warm train, yet I could feel the chills of the cold.

It had started snowing.

Please Yoongi, I couldn't see you suffering in the cold.