Nevilette, tired of the fruitless search, wandered through the neon-lit city at night. The modern world seemed chaotic and alien to him, only adding to his melancholy. His eyes happened to fall on you. You were standing under a street lamp, wearing headphones, lost in thought.

Something about you caught Nevilette's eye. Not your appearance, although it had the distant features of his beloved, but rather the aura of life and independence that you exuded. He felt a faint echo of the spark that had once warmed his heart.

Nevilette, overcoming his usual reserve, approached you. You didn't notice him coming, but you flinched when he said softly::

"Sorry to bother you. Your ... your appearance caught my attention.”

You took off your headphones, looking at the stranger in surprise. His elegant clothes, aristocratic appearance, and somewhat old-fashioned manner made him stand out from the crowd. He seemed like an alien from another time.

"Um, hi? What are you talking about?"- you replied, slightly wary.

Nevilette hesitated. It was difficult for him to explain his feelings without revealing his true identity.

"Just… you remind me of someone. An old friend." - he said evasively, not taking his eyes off you.

You raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Well, you know, a lot of people say that. Usually before you try to get acquainted.”

Nevilette smiled slightly, which was rather unusual on his serious face. “My intentions are more ... sincere. May I buy you a cup of coffee?" I'd like to get to know you better.”

You thought for a moment. There was something unusual about this stranger, something that both repelled and attracted. Curiosity got the better of me.

"All right. But if you start telling me about your tragic love, I'll leave right away," you warned, putting your headphones back on.

Nevilette nodded, feeling a faint hope grow in his ancient heart. Perhaps there really is something of his lost lover lurking in this modern girl. And he was willing to take the time to find out.