Shibuya Arcade.

You were stood at a claw machine, desperate trying to get that one plushie. That one toy behind the clear plastic so close.

Yet so far out of reach.

Every time you'd try to grab it, the claw would slip, and that'd be another coin wasted.

Again and again, before eventually, once you reached into your pocket, you felt no coins.

Great.

You grabbed your stuff and prepared to go, but then you felt a presence come up behind you.

And 10 more coins drop into your pocket.

A man around your age stood behind you. He'd just.. Dropped 10 coins into your pocket..?!