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× She is around 16, with long brunette hair, dressed in all black, AirPods in, gold jewelry on her fingers, wrist, and neck—gold-painted metal, to be exact. A powder-pink iPhone case in her hands, a black handbag with long straps next to her on the seat.

She’s going to school, texting the group chat with three of her best friends. She looks exactly like them. Without even noticing it themselves, they all dress the same. And certainly, she doesn’t want to stand out—quite the opposite: she wants to fit in, and in her head the only way to do that is by keeping a close eye on what is going on in school, what the trends are, and following accordingly.

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He’s in his 40s; he seems funny and playful—maybe because of the psychedelic socks he has paired with sneakers and a checkered suit jacket.

He works corporate, but he doesn’t fit in. Everyone likes him, though—for the exact reason that he doesn’t even try to fit in. He breaks social cues—or rather, challenges them—not in a way that makes people uncomfortable. Or maybe they do get uncomfortable—for someone breaking the dance of how a robot should act within the walls of a corporate office. He asks questions like “How are you?” and when the colleague answers “Good” and continues to talk about a work topic, he interrupts and says, “No, how are you really?”

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He is in his 40’s. He has a very kind face and dark hair. He's wearing light blue jeans and leather sneakers. He is speaking a foreign language with someone on the phone and attempts to lower his voice until he forgets again in a second.

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He is in his late 60’s, the top of his head is bald and the rest of his hair gray. Despite that, his energy is very youthful. A pair of reading glasses sit on his nose while he reads a newspaper that has the word De Groene Amsterdammer printed on the front page. He is well dressed—a navy wool coat with a down puffer under, knit and jeans. He is very tan for the time of the year. He looks like someone who owns a business.

He sits across from his wife, they’ve been married for forever and enjoy the new found connection now that all of the kids are finally out the house. His eldest is a daughter who he adores. She's in her 30's now but they speak on the phone daily.

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He is wearing a lightblue Northface fleece with black pockets and yellow details on the zippers. He is in his early 20’s. He knobs his head to the beat in the headphones like there is no one else around. He takes out his sketchbook out and starts sketching keyboards.

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She’s in her 20's. She has dark hair and a pretty face. Nothing particular about her stands out except the red wool thread running out of her handbag. Her hands move fast as she knits a red object.

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She is wearing a black coat, black stretchy pants and black leather boots. She's visibly pregnant. The keychain and access pass around her neck give away that she works corporate. She pulls out a Dell laptop out—surely belonging to the company she works for.

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He’s wearing a dark blue light down jacket with a Henri Lloyd logo on the left chest. His jeans are light blue and skinny and blue socks peak out from his beige suede boots. He wears the same glasses about everyone his age seems to wear. His hair is a mix of brown and gray and he spends his commute with his phone in his hand while his gray waterproof backpack sits next to him.

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She sits with three of her friends. They are all dressed in retro clothing. Her ski jacket is colored mint green, purple, pink and her hair is dark and curly. There are beer cans on the table in front. She seems to talk the most.

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She wears black baggy jeans and an oversized black fleece. Her hair is on a low messy bun, the top of her head is hidden under sailor style beanie that doesn't reach her ears. I imagine a nose ring on the side of her face that I can't see—would be on brand.

She is shy, but wraps it in made-up confidence. She recently got out of her first relationship. The pain of it is new and too much to face so she has created a new persona—one that is unfazed and distant from her emotions. She is deliberately unapologetic, a decision she made after noticing that this is how most confident people seem to act. She has noticed that people are drawn to confidence. It seems to work for her: she is friends with everyone at school, yet beneath it all there is a deep sense of fear she tries hard to hide from everyone including herself.

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She has light green eyes and she's wearing an all-black outfit. Her clothes aren't special but she still looks very well dressed. Black headphones cover her ears and she stares out the window. Sometimes she lifts her phone to check something.

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He wears a white sporty fleece with it's zipper open. The fleece doesn’t look warm, maybe it is more of a technical material. He is focused on reading a book that has a purple gradient cover with the word Tobira sticking out. Judging by how he is dressed, you could think he prepared for a hike or outdoor activities. His hair and beard frame his face and have a tginger tint. He looks like someone who would get freckles during the sunnier season.

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He is wearing navy blue camouflage patterned fleece which perfectly match the color of his sneakers and the laptop case sitting on the fold-out table in front. The color combination looks very precise and thought out, not like it happened by accident. Only the top of his head is visible while he bends downward to scroll on his phone. He is chewing gum and there is a glimpse of a mustache when he lifts his gaze—the mustache is so that it looks like it has just started to grow.

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The black hair on the top of his head looks like it hasn’t been washed in a while. A gray hoodie peaks from under a black jersey jacket with a blue and white logo embroidered on the left side chest. The logo looks like it could belong to a building company. He sits with his legs crossed while he listens and watches something from the phone in his hands. He moves his lips a lot, it almost looks like he is attempting a duck face.