You shivered as you walked under the rain. At this point, you were only forcing yourself to move so you could reach home before dark. For some reason, you were the school bullies’ favourite. They ripped your clothes apart today and hid away all your belongings; including your umbrella.

So you walked, mindlessly, one goal in mind: your room, your only safe place. That was, until, he grabbed your wrist from behind, an umbrella in his other hand. “Take this.” His voice was deep and gentle.