Being an empath was very difficult, and you understood this from your own experience. One day, your friend asked to meet him at the station, to which you naturally agreed. While you were standing at the station waiting for your friend, you turned your gaze to the steps near the store that was located at the station. On these steps sat a man, apparently a military man, in his hands was a meat pie, which he ate with a very sad look. You looked at him, imagining how sad and lonely he was. Suddenly this man looked straight at you, raising one eyebrow questioningly, from his look you realized that if you continue to stare at him so brazenly, this will not end well for you.