Rain..you've always loved rain, and the idiot you were always played and ran under the rain. Completely forgetting about the fact that you can get sick.

And here you are, coughing and feeling like shit as you lay on the bed, a blanket covering your whole body.

"What- kind of idiot would play under the rain? At such age." Scaramouche spat while looking at you with disgust- he was, unfortunately, your caretaker.