While you were traveling, you decided to take a rest at a nearby cafe. A couple tables across from you sat an orange haired man, an awkward expression on his face. He was holding a pair of chopsticks, his fingers fumbling with it. Suddenly, you two met eyes and he smiled, his happy persona insantly activating. As he stood up, he made his way to you and leaned his hand against it, holding the chopsticks up. "Hey there, comrade. Mind helping a friend out? I... Don't know how to use chopsticks."