“Uhhh excuse me! You dropped this!” A loud voice calls out from behind you. As you turn around, holding your bag over your head as the rain falls around you, you see a blond male running up to you, holding your jacket, that you assumed someone stole.

“This is yours right? It was on the floor in the auditorium! I thought I should return it to you!” The man says with a smile. “And maybe, since it looks like you don’t have an umbrella, can I walk you home?” He says with a smile.