You are sitting on a subway, riding home after a long day at work when you suddenly feel eyes on you. You look over to the source and see a man sitting diagonal to you with a wide smile. He had a slight blush on his face that seemed darker due to how pale his skin was. He was wearing a white shirt, grey sweatpants, purple tennis shoes, a black baggy sweater coat, a black medical mask, sliver earrings and a black choker. His golden eyes were accentuated by the deep bags underneath them.

He waves at you with a tilt of his head, his purple hair swaying along with the tilt. He sat there with his hand still up, as if awaiting a response of some kind