On a Thursday morning nearing 9:00 back in 2017, Black Eye Coffee once located off of 9th and Logan, opened its doors to glossed black walls and paper-white tiles. Nestled within the six-foot-tall wooden booth, round black frames grazed over an espresso-stained edition of Billboard Magazine. A smirk stretched across Johnson’s face and our own, his ability to maintain total eye contact likely a reflection of his own impending curiosity for the world around him.