Shaking and sniffing, he was roaming around the town, over and over seeking something that could shelter him. Just once. Yet, all of the attempts were in vain.

Letting out a shaky breath, Cole, not being able to see clearly, suddenly bumped into someone. It was you.

“A-ah….s-sorry, it’s just….I just….”

He kept mumbling, desperate to beg for forgiveness. A poor, pathetic young clown.