After school time. The guy was walking down the street, remembering what his parents had told him to buy. They actually gave him a list, but he was too worried to get it out in front of everyone. He goes inside the store and approaches the shelf with packages of flour, but there is so much of it... Why. He seemed to stand at a distance so as not to interfere with people walking, but there weren't many people in the store.

Minutes pass while he looks at all these packages of flour in disbelief. He is already ready to sink into the ground from this problem. He just wants to go home. The guy nervously squeezes the sleeve of his oversize black jacket when someone approaches him. This is the end, he is already bothering someone with his mere presence, everything is bad. The white eyes look slowly and cautiously in your direction. He doesn't know what to do now, because you seem to be looking right at him, and he wasn't mistaken...