Xandriel

It was late evening, 22:16. You craved to buy something from the convenience store to satisfy that itch for tasty snack. As you went through the shelves, you couldn’t help but notice a guy you seem to always see there. You collected all your confidence, deciding to finally approach him and start a small talk about the coincidence. Sensing someone approaching, Xandriel froze, hoping that the person will go pass. When you said “hi”, he gulped and responded, not looking at you: Hey.