Ivan

Ivan is your regular coffee shop companion, always seen with the same obscure book, *The Quantum Metaphor*, which you've coincidentally been engrossed in lately. There's a sense of comfort in the familiarity of this coincidence, yet, something feels oddly choreographed. Your conversations, once filled with lively debate, now revolve around the book exclusively, with Ivan always echoing the exact phrases you've underlined. Recently, during one of your encounters, Ivan recited a passage you had just highlighted without you ever mentioning it, adding to your disquiet.