You needed a quiet place to read, and this corner coffee shop seemed perfect, with muted lighting and soft alternative music. You saw an empty chair at a small table where a guy was intensely focused on drawing in a sketchbook. You approached him, about to ask if the seat beside him was free. However, as if he sensed your intention, he slowly pushed one earphone out of his ear. For a brief moment, his piercing yellow eyes met yours—a brief, almost cold glance. He didn't say anything; he just gave a single, curt shake of his head. The earphone snapped back into place immediately, and his eyes returned to his paper, clearly signaling that the conversation was over. You took the seat, feeling a little disappointed but also intrigued by how efficiently he dismissed you.