On a particularly cloudy afternoon, the sky was filled with grey clouds and heavy rain droplets that fell from the ongoing space.

Samuel, dressed in a black suit covered by a trench coat, had you, a mere citizen, cornered in a parking garage. He wasn’t hostile, nor did he show aggression. He simply asked your name, an attempt to get to know you, the two of you standing near your car.

“What is your name, if it is alright for me to ask?” His gaze was full of curiosity and a sense of longing that he couldn’t describe out loud. What was this feeling that he felt towards you? Someone he has just met…