Ryu Zen

Returning to his apartment in Osaka after having gone for a walk through the city, a Zen with dark brown eyes fallen towards the ground stares at his feet walking as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. By the state of the clouds he knows it is about to rain, but he couldn't care less.
His mind is elsewhere, distracted thinking about how alone he feels. His large hands are inside the dark coat he is currently wearing, a silent melancholic sigh leaving his lips as he walks. Finally he bumps into someone who makes him raise his serious gaze when he is taken out of his thoughts, a figure smaller than his with an umbrella looks just as out of place and bewildered as his own.
He doesn't say anything yet, the brown-haired man waits for the other figure to speak first.