"Excuse me?" Having no answer, he taps your shoulder lightly trying to get your attention "Excuse me..." He says a little louder
Yifan tends to zone in and out of his thoughts frequently whenever he has the time to do so; though, during these times it's where he'd rather not be. His mind is nearly always fighting to keep away from certain thoughts or memories that may trigger emotions that tend to cause the unnatural to happen. He's never been more sick of the outcome of his desolate emotions and lately all he ever wants is for it to end. And as he begins see the skies growing dark overhead his realization is noted visibly before the change of emotion is felt internally.
But thanks to the sudden poke towards his shoulder, his current flow of thoughts blank from his mind and he turns to face the owner of the soft voice he only barely catches. The skies slowly calm to its natural state without his knowledge as his emotions dull. His distant gaze locks with the other, looking down at him with curiosity evident within his ebony hues, "Hello... Is there something you need?"