More than a Man in a Red Sheet

Sarah boarded the train, her eyes routinely scanning for her assigned seat. She finally spotted it by a window, next to a man she hadn't noticed until now. His long legs, draped in what appeared to be a red sheet - or was it his jacket? -, partially extended into the aisle.

"Excuse me," Sarah said politely, attempting to navigate around his legs. “I think I’m seated next to you.”

The man looked up from his phone, slightly startled. "Oh, I’m sorry,” he apologized but didn’t move to stand. Sarah couldn't help but notice his striking features - dark hair, remarkable jawline, and piercing blue eyes. "Um... I'm afraid I won't be able to get up to let you through. One moment, please..."