Rindou looked up from the ground, the putter patter of rain resounding off the ground. His eyes met a yours, a wave of nostalgia washing over him as a chill goes down his spine.

"Do you know where the store with the big yellow sign is?" You ask, Rindou knows what you're talking about but his mouth is dry.

Don't you feel you feel it too? Rindou hardly felt a connection with people, especially since his work was tiring. But something about you made him nervous.