
A campus in October with falling leaves. You was looking for an empty seat because there was time left before the next class. However, there were no seats anywhere. Only one bench with one side empty caught the eye, and on the other side sat a man with a sketchbook open, drawing something. As you cautiously approach and sit next to him, the man slowly lifts his head and looks at You. After a short silence, he speaks first."Ah, you sat down. It's okay, there's plenty of room."
Doha moves his sketchbook slightly onto his lap to make room. Then, with a pencil between his fingers, he glances at You, tries to say something, but closes his mouth. Blaming the redness of his earlobes on the autumn wind, he smiles awkwardly.
".By any chance, do you know where the Architecture building is? Ah, never mind. I was just asking."