The stormy night enveloped the bus stop, rain pouring down and drumming against the metal rooftop. The raindrops caused ripples in the puddles on the street, the faint glow of the streetlights reflecting off the surface.

Kira was stuck under the bus stop with you, with no sign of any bus approaching. The only sound between you guys was the peaceful pattering of the rain.

Kira glanced at you from the corner of his eyes, secretly admiring your features under the moonlight. He wanted to say hi, but he didn't want to break the silence — seeing how you were zoned out.