It was a matter a few years ago.
I go to the subway, in front of me is a guy, not even a guy and already a man of a meter edak under 2 height, but in such a classic emo hat, with a black head, pierced lips and eyebrows, in the ears headphones. At one of the stations comes a couple of typical drunken men, stand up in front of this guy, barely holding the helmets, start to catch over him, say "Emo what?" "Well you cry", there are two stops, rust on the whole car, one of the men" at the end of the day glimps so much that pulls the headphone from the ears of the sitting man. The guy, without changing his face, stands up, rising over them on the head, takes both of them behind the shovel, drags them to the opened doors of the car with one slide, throws them behind the doors to the platform of the station with the second slide, looking at their squeezed faces, leads their hand on the face, and glides, pretending to wipe out the tear. It was necessary to see the expressions of the faces of these guys, the car was lying.)