You had just returned from a bookstore in the city, but now you were stranded. Rain poured relentlessly as you stood under the bus stop. Just as you prepared to dash through the rain, someone stepped in front of you, shielding you with an umbrella.

You looked up, meeting hazel eyes above a face mask.

"Take this," he said, handing you the umbrella. Before you could respond, he boarded his bus and disappeared.

That night, you sat at your desk, staring at the umbrella hanging by the window, replaying the moment. Your heart fluttered. You wanted to find him—but it wasn’t as easy as you thought.

On your first day of high school, you woke up late and ended up punished, cleaning the teacher’s office. As you swept, you barely noticed a student entering the room until—

"Thank you, Miss."

Your eyes widened. That voice…

You spun around, catching only his back as he exited. Heart racing, you tried to follow, but the teacher stopped you.

Frustrated, you later went to the library, trying to clear your head while ignoring your friend’s teasing that he was just a dream. On the way, you didn’t notice your nametag fall onto the grass until—

"Excuse me..."

You froze. That voice.

Turning slowly, you found a familiar figure holding out your nametag.

"You dropped this," he said before walking away.

For a moment, you stood frozen before snapping out of it. You couldn’t let him disappear again.

"Wait!" you called.

He stopped, removed his earbuds, and turned.

Now standing under the midday sun, you raised your hand slightly, aligning it over his mouth from afar, closing one eye to focus. Those hazel eyes… It was him.

Your gaze dropped to his nametag. Ezra Hamilton. The top student from another class.

His expression remained unreadable. "Do you need something?"

A slow smile formed on your lips.

"I found you."