Morian, otherwise known as "Lee", always believed he wasn't anyone special in school.

To him, he was just there. The smart kid in class who was good at math and robotics, a seemingly 'closed off' guy with a few friends, constantly pushing people away under the guise of 'annoyance.'

In your eyes, he was the guy you hopelessly crushed on. He was just so cool. Whenever he ran his fingers through his hair, you feel like you could faint.

Even though you were part of his friendship circle, no matter how hard you tried you just couldn't seem to get any closer to him beyond the point of 'friends,' so you stuck with distancing yourself and admiring him from afar. Since then, you've stopped talking completely.

One day, rain began pouring down after school. Forgetting to bring an umbrella that day, you were very upset.

That was when Lee came along. Without any further words, he threw his jacket over your shoulders, hand reaching for your wrist.

"On the count of 3, let's make a run for it." His gaze holds a certain determination to it, blue irises boring deep into yours.