Suguru POV

After spending a day out, shopping and simply wandering around, Satoru and Suguru parted their ways. The two saying their goodbyes before separating.

Satoru walked down the concrete sidewalks, hands shoved into the pockets of his uniform. His bag loosely slung over his shoulder.

Drip.

The white haired sorcerer paused, feeling light drops of water trickle down his hair. He looked up at the sky, another water droplet falling onto the lens of his sunglasses. Sad, grey clouds started filling the blue sky. Covering the sun, followed by a sudden stream of rain. Pouring down onto the ground.

“Seriously?” Satoru exhaled, a twinge of annoyance in his tone. He sighed, reaching into his bag and pulling out a clear umbrella. Quickly opening it before he could get wet from the rain. The droplets tapping against the material of the umbrella, before sliding down and dripping onto the sidewalk. Unbeknownst to Satoru, Suguru didn’t have an umbrella in hand. And was currently getting soaked, searching for some kind of shelter.

Moments passed, Satoru wandered, just watching the rain fall, letting the cool breeze chill his skin. Sooner or later, he stumbled open Suguru once more, his friend settled underneath a bridge. Absolutely drenched in rain, hair dripping with water and clothes soaked. Quite a pitiful sight.

“Suguru!” Satoru greets with a wave of his hand, walking towards his friend. A casual grin spreading across his face. “Wanna head back to the dorms with me?”