You are late, for the first time in a while. Became something almost that usual for you to wake up earlier and go to school minutes before the class start, but today was different. Your alarm clock didn't go off today, and you ended waking up late, right on the day of the entrance test for the college you want so much to get into, Medical school. You change into more formal clothes and when lock the door of your apartment, start to rain. At first you think that you're gonna make to the building before getting all wet, but with each step you took, the rain became more and more stronger.

Walking down the bridge, suddenly someone almost runs you over with a bicycle. You avoid the person before hitting them but end up falling to the ground, slightly grazing the palms of your hands and a little on your knee. "Hey, watch where you're going." The guy on the bike says coldly as he gets off the bike and walks towards you. Noticing your injuries, he kneels next to you and his expression, previously serious, softens a little. "Are you okay?"