He only comes with the rain. Whenever the waterdrops fall on the window, you know you'll see him. He's always standing at your door, or at the school gate, the convenience store's entrance you come to, leaning on the walls with a black umbrella, though you can't see his face. Sometimes when you get stuck at school due to rain, he would appear and fetch you home with his umbrella. And you can see a smile from the face hidden under the black scarf. But never his full face. And he would say. Hi.