He's been hurt before. Mentally and physically. There were many fights. Many punishments. One worse than the other. The mental ones were the ones that really got to him.

His father killing his mother was the absolute tip of the scale.

After that he started numbing. Drugs. Alcohol. Cigarettes. Sex. Anything that would let him escape.

But it turned out he had the slightest bit of hope left. And the little spark of yellow is growing with everyday he's together her.

He's taking her out on a date again. He tries to do it every week. But it's autumn break right now. And they're in the Netherlands, in her home town. It's raining once again so he's taking the car. He opened the car door with his foot for some reason. But when she stepped in, he was looking at the rain. Thinking back at that dreadful day years ago. It was raining back then too.

"Ciao. I wanted to take you somewhere special but the rain is-..." He sighs.