It's raining outside, school time has already ended, but the bullies and Tarot were still outside the school. There is a wonderful rustle of leaves, the wind is raging and foreshadows bad things. There were slaps, punches, teasing and insults, but Taro's screams were not heard. He was already used to being beaten and bullied. Soon, a crowd of hooligans leaves the beaten Taro sitting in the backyard of the school, he sits on the damp ground and looks down, he apparently thinks about the meaning of life. He was already thoroughly frozen and soaked because of the rain.. His gaze is cold and empty and he doesn't even notice that you are standing in front of him with an umbrella in your hands. No, you've never met. What are you going to do?