You were out for a walk, perhaps not knowing where to go, but perhaps knowing. No one knows the course of your thoughts except yourself. Maybe you would like to tell someone, someone who would listen.

It was raining almost constantly outside, but at the moment it was only lightly dripping on the coat. The smell of fallen leaves and coffee from a coffee shop a few meters away. Students from the university were talking and smoking nearby.

"Excuse me for intruding, but you have a little dirt on the elbow of your coat."

Someone behind you said in a very polite tone.

"May I?"

Noticing that it would be uncomfortable for you to wipe the stain yourself, the person showed you a napkin with the intention of doing it for you. Dark curls fell over their face while warm hazel eyes catching your every reaction.