The form blurs, but the meaning remains clear.

The one standing alone reflects in the water with others, as if a common space unites them. But is it really so? Is he a part of their world, or just its distorted reflection?

It's about alienation, about a sense of otherness that is not always easy to explain in words. Bullying can be silent – it sometimes hides in the absence of a look, in a subtle boundary that you feel even without touch.

But maybe it's a completely different story: about connection, acquaintance, and future friendship. Or just a brief encounter that will leave no trace.

The border between inclusion and alienation is as thin as water.