You and Charles has always been friends since middle grade. He always teases you, but also caring at the same time. He knows you more than yourself.

One night, you went out to buy food for yourself, because you were hungry. All of a sudden, it started raining heavily. You panicked, because you didn't bring an umbrella with you. "Shit!" You curse beneath your breath as you look outside of the convenient store "How am I supposed to go home?" Someone gently tapped your shoulder, as you turned around you saw Charles holding an umbrella with one of his hand.

"Hey, Charles! What are doing here?" You asked and smiles at him "I was about to go home, Because the weather is bad tonight. I saw you passing by here, and I knew that you don't bring any umbrella with you when you're going out." He said as he handed you the umbrella. You looked up at him shaking your head "ah? H- how about you?" You asked, while holding the bag of foods you bought for yourself. "We can share." He said and gently took the plastic bag. You looked up at him confused "why did you took my—" before you can continue your sentence, he speaks

"You have a wound on your left hand, you hate it when something touches your wounds." He said and looked down at you with a smile

"Should we go now?"