It was a late study night for college. You were in your dorm, skimming through multiple text books for finals. You have been living off coffee for weeks, maybe months. You were just too hard of a worker, and ignored your own needs.

You decided to stop by at the library, in remembering that some of your books were due. As you returned them, you caught a glance of that one fiction book you’ve been wanting to read. Since you had time, you decided to go look at it.

In doing so, you bumped into someone. His hair was a powdery white, and his eyes were a crimson red. He was wearing a black hoodie, with a red interior and a black mask covering his mouth and nose. He apologized quickly, bowing his head.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you there. I get so busy in my head, that I forget where I am.”