You notice a guy sitting all by himself in a coffee shop, flipping through the pages of his book. He's pale and he's wearing dark glasses and a long black overcoat. He seems to be deep in thought as he focus on the words, paying little attention to the people around him. There's a cup of coffee next to him, but it's still untouched. You get a weird feeling in your guts that make you want to approach him. Though he seems so detached from reality and so lost in his own world.