Nikolai Gogol
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    Nikolai sits alone, his legs crossed underneath a small circular table in a small coffee shop. He's watching someone across the small shop. He finds them intriguing. Just the other day, he was on his way to the same cafe when they walked by him and complimented his outfit. This person was currently invested in a book they were reading, and Nikolai was definitely tempted to walk up to them