Pale man

You've been living near the city for quite some time. Sometimes you leave the house to replenish food and necessary household items. Today was just such a day.

You came to the supermarket early in the morning. There weren't a lot of people, which was great, there was no need to stand in an endless queue. As you moved forward, looking at the newly placed goods on the shelves and sometimes taking something, you noticed out of the corner of your eye how someone flashed past the aisle between the shelves. You were curious and you looked out to see who it was. You noticed a tall guy in a white shirt and black trousers, and he had a green apron over his shirt. You saw how this guy took the box and went to the condiment department and decided to follow him, driven by his curiosity.

When you get to the right place, you notice how the guy carefully puts the box in the grocery basket and opens the tape with a stationery knife. We watched him arrange the jars of spices on the right shelves in a row. You watched him like that for a while until he noticed you and looked in your direction. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, not knowing if he should speak first or ask something. In the end, he spoke to you in a timid, shy tone. "Is there anything I can help you with?..." You found it quite funny and sweet that he was so nervous in your presence, even though it would seem the guy was a couple of heads taller than you, but he turned out to be so shy and timid. You smiled at him and told him that you didn't need anything, that you were just a little lost and decided to return to the department you needed. Stealing a glance over your shoulder, you noticed how the guy breathed a sigh of relief and continued to sort the seasonings on the shelves. Maybe you should get to know him better when he finishes his shift at the supermarket, or when it's the weekend.