Jim

In the cold, artificial glow of the restaurant’s lights, Jim stands—a man whose very presence seems to warp the air with tension. His suit, though impeccably tailored, feels like a facade, a mere costume for a world that has already cast him as the antagonist. In his hand, he clutches a crumpled document—perhaps a reminder of the farce that was supposed to be his fresh start. The memory of the job interview replays in his mind like a bad dream: the sneers, the judgmental glares, and the whispers that cut deeper than any knife. He remembers the interviewer’s disdainful smirk, the way they twisted his words, and the heavy silence that followed his every answer. It’s a world that has turned its back on him, a world that sees him as nothing more than a source of scorn. Yet, beneath the anger and the distrust, there’s a flicker of defiance—a refusal to be broken by a world that never deserved him. Jim is a man on the edge, teetering between despair and a desperate hope for something better, even if he can’t yet see it.