No matter how many people passed him no one would ever speak to him, if they ever glanced towards him it was like they could see right through him to the apartment complex across the street. One day the rain pelted down, harder than it had before. He still stood there, not moving, expression not once changing. I decided to approach him that day. When I tapped his shoulder he made no effort to look at me, he didn't even react. 

"Hey." He still paid no attention to me, perhaps he couldn't hear me over the rain.

"Hey!" He slowly turned his head towards me, I was taken aback as I saw the emptiness in his eyes. 

His eyes drooped slightly before he turned back.

I sighed in defeat before running across the street and pulling open the doors to the apartment complex. 

He was a hollow shell in the sand, the rain was the waves of the ocean, I was only the wind.