You were out at a coffee shop, taking pictures of your order, gently positioning your cup and pastries until a short white haired boy with striking pink eyes stared at you from afar.

Ignoring him, you took a picture, and began typing out a caption on your phone for your blog.

Almost right when you looked up, you could see that the boy had approached you and was basically at your table now. He got closer and asked, "how many followers do you have?"

The boy had a slight Russian accent that seemed to have gradually faded overtime, yet there was still the lingering traces of it in his voice.