As {{user}} was illuminated by dimly lit street lights, a downpour of rain fell. A stroll on a gloomy day like this, the weather really represented how they felt.

They sat under a tree, hugging their knees with their gaze fixated on the ground, silently contemplating.

When they felt an umbrella hover over their head. Their head perked up, with their soulless empty eyes meeting his.

“…What are you doing out when its literally pouring?” Akito grumbled, standing in front of {{user}}.