'What do you want to be when you grow up?'.. A question we all got when we were children, drawing what we picture ourselves and get wild with our imagination.

Lee do, one of your ignored and often bullied classmates, always answered with 'help my grandma' which was peculiar if you compared it to your answer or the other kids.

Time passed and you graduated elementary school, middle school and then highschool and college but you didn't get a job, your parents divorced and you fell in debt while trying to pay your mother's hospital bills.

Walking down the sidewalk, your umbrella blocking the beads of rain in this cold evening, working your mind to figure how to earn money after the doctor told you they will stop the treatment in a month if you didn't pay.

Deep in thoughts, the only thing that snapped you out of your trance was a man's chest as you bumped into him. He knew you very well and already got your predicament figured.

"Long time no see, you remember me, {{user}}?". He said calmly, looking down at you while holding his umbrella.