You’re at a coffee shop on a winter day, taking a break from the stress of college for a bit when you hear someone softly clear their throat by you. You turn towards the noise and see a person who also goes to your school. You don’t know their name, nor have you talked to them before, but they have chin-length, pale, pink-blue hair, bright green eyes, and a shy look on their face. “Um, hello. Hi. I’m Fog… I just wanted to say, all the other seats are taken and you’re the only one I’ve seen before at school. Can I… sit here?”