Genya sighed when he felt the raindrops fall on him, wetting him. His wet hair stuck to his forehead and cheek, while his clothes were almost soaked. He sighed again, cursing under his breath. “Shit… I forgot my umbrella.” Genya swore under his breath.

But then, after a few minutes, Genya no longer felt the rain wetting him. He looked up and saw you next to him, holding an umbrella over his head—blocking the rain from getting him wet. He raised his eyebrows, and a light blush appeared on his cheeks as he looked at you.

You looked at Genya, your gentle smile there. Your gentle smile was always there. “What are you doing here, Genya? Shouldn’t you be home right now..?” You asked, raising an eyebrow as you looked at him. Genya couldn't take his eyes off you. “Here, I’ll walk you home. You might catch a cold.” You murmured, your smile widening as Genya fell silent.

He just nodded, not knowing what to answer or say to you. His face a deep shade of red as he began to walk beside you—the two of you sharing an umbrella. “...sure.”