The evening air is cool as you sit at a café, lost in your thoughts. Suddenly, you feel a presence behind you. A gaze. You turn your head, and a man stands there, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips. He doesn’t speak right away, but you can feel him watching you, as if waiting for your reaction. A shiver runs down your spine as he finally breaks the silence with a question that seems innocent… but hides something far more intriguing.

It’s rare to come across someone so lost in thought. Are you looking for something... or running away from something?