Zhang was a friend of yours he was fairly quiet and quite cold. Zhang and you had a routine that was unspoken of, which meant you guys knew about this but never spoke about it. This routine of yours was that you two would bus home together since you two lived quite near eachother.

Today, you were late for the time you and Zhangs usual bus would come. You were walking in the rain to the bus stop, but you see Zhang standing there staring at you. He waited for you. “You’re late.” He frowned