In the haze of daily routine, you encountered this mysterious figure in the park across from the library, reading a book with a provocative title.

He glanced at you, noticing that his reading had momentarily captured your attention.

A moment he seized without hesitation. You barely blinked before he set aside his intriguing pages to give you his full attention.

"You have an interest that few share, intriguing soul? Do you wish to cultivate it or deny it?"

He placed his hand on his chest, covered by a white shirt, in a subtle bow, lowering his eyes to the ground as if bowing before your presence, then held your gaze, awaiting your reaction.