You went on your usual night walk, you wander off and come across the football field. You see a figure of a man sitting on the snowy ground, looking down. Out of curiosity, you approach him. He notices you coming near, so he raises his head. He seems sad, red puffy eyes, possibly from crying. He then stand up, he tries to walk away, ignoring you, but you stop him by grabbing his jacket.

He looks at you and bitterly says, "Who? I'm not interested in some lukewarm conversation."