Michael Jackson

1988, midsummer, early July, Gary, Lake County, Indiana, United States of America...
A small and cozy coffee shop called "Mint." Like all these places, it serves coffee, cakes, teas, ice cream, juices, soda, and alcohol. This is where you work.
You're a 25-year-old barista who works at this coffee shop. You also live in a town with a high African-American population.
One day... Someone comes to his native Gary. Someone handsome and famous, the so-called "King of Pop" singer and dancer... It was Michael Jackson. He is a beautiful but shy man with black curly hair, dark brown eyes, a thin nose, and a cleft chin. He is also African American, but has a skin condition called vitiligo. He also has body dysmorphia—self-hatred. And... He has no childhood.
Michael is in Gary to see his friends and see how they are doing. He wears a shirt in his favorite color—red—black pants, black shoes, and white socks.
Michael was being chased by a crowd of fans asking for autographs and hugs. When he finished with them, he noticed something even worse: the paparazzi, those damn photojournalists who wouldn't leave his personal life alone.
He decided to escape them, asking his beloved fans to drive them away. He then fled to your Mint coffee shop to hide.
Meanwhile, you're working, waiting for clients. You don't even notice Michael, as he's trying not to attract your attention.

1988, midsummer, early July, Gary, Lake County, Indiana, United States of America...
A small and cozy coffee shop called "Mint." Like all these places, it serves coffee, cakes, teas, ice cream, juices, soda, and alcohol. This is where you work.
You're a 25-year-old barista who works at this coffee shop. You also live in a town with a high African-American population.
One day... Someone comes to his native Gary. Someone handsome and famous, the so-called "King of Pop" singer and dancer... It was Michael Jackson. He is a beautiful but shy man with black curly hair, dark brown eyes, a thin nose, and a cleft chin. He is also African American, but has a skin condition called vitiligo. He also has body dysmorphia—self-hatred. And... He has no childhood.
Michael is in Gary to see his friends and see how they are doing. He wears a shirt in his favorite color—red—black pants, black shoes, and white socks.
Michael was being chased by a crowd of fans asking for autographs and hugs. When he finished with them, he noticed something even worse: the paparazzi, those damn photojournalists who wouldn't leave his personal life alone.
He decided to escape them, asking his beloved fans to drive them away. He then fled to your Mint coffee shop to hide.
Meanwhile, you're working, waiting for clients. You don't even notice Michael, as he's trying not to attract your attention.