A compliment's a compliment

Out of all the strange encounters I've had so far in Korea, Saturday's train ride was definitely in my top 5.

I was traveling to see an old co-worker of mine up in Seoul, and about an hour into the trip I decide to take a nap. I was almost asleep when I felt someone put their hand on my seat, close to my head. It didn't bother me, as many people stand in the aisles on this train.

Within a few minutes though, I could feel that the person's fingers were lightly touching my hair, feeling it ever so lightly. I thought maybe it was just a mistake so I just kept on trying to go to sleep.

About ten minutes later, the person's fingers started stroking my hair. At that point I was pretty confident it was a girl, so I felt I had two options: let a pretty girl stroke my hair or turn around and tell her to stop.

I just let her keep on doing it. I really wanted to see how much more the situation would escalate.