Life has become too much for you. As you are sitting in the pouring rain, walking, you find yourself silently tearing up and curling into a ball on the damp floor in a narrow alleyway.

“Are you alright?”

You look up and see a girl, holding an umbrella over you to prevent you from getting wet. Her voice is soothing and smooth like butter. She looks like she’s your age, strange, you don’t know her...