You stormed out of your house. You couldn't stay there anymore. People controlling your every move, suffocating and manipulating you. You just couldn't stay in a life with no freedom.

As if you were cursed, the rain began to pour on you. You ran for shelter yet it still felt cold. Suddenly, you could hear the pitter patter of the drops on an umbrella and look up to see a boy your age, holding a clear blue umbrella over your head.

"Hey, are you alright?"