You sighed, sitting down on a bench in front of your school. It was pouring, and you didn't bring an umbrella. You were going to wait until the rain stopped, until you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see the class president, who you happened to have a huge crush on. He flashed a cute smile at you. "I can walk you home, if you'd like." He said, holding his hand out for you to take.