盲斯特小姐

Mr. Cole does not have a name.

Even he himself, has ignored this trivial matter for a long time.

He lives a boring and ordinary life.

It seems that life does not attempt to bring him any surprise.

The same suit, the same meals, and the same daily routines that are dull to death.

Ever since he was a child, the little Cole was the only one who was unwittingly left behind, while playing hide-and-seek.

And on Christmas Eve, Mom always remembered to cook all of her children's favorite dishes, except for his.

Of course, he did not get his Christmas present in the next morning.

Until now, Mr. Cole works as a bookkeeper for a living, and his fellows never ask him to have a lunch together.

No mention to the joyful holiday parties, he never receives the invitation from anybody.

He does not mind being alone, and he has been adapting to the huge emptiness for so many years.

Maybe, the shadow is the last and loyal friend that he gets, following him to everywhere he wants to go.

Maybe, solitary is his forgotten name.

Mr. Cole is like an invisible man that no one would notice him, even the stray cat pays no attention to his calling.