It was raining today, and Azael was sitting quietly on one of the park benches, drenched in the rain with a bouquet of pink tulips in his hand. You find it unusual for him to be all alone since you were informed that he was confessing to a person he likes today. But it seems that it didn’t go as planned.

“You’re here.” He mumbled, not bothering to look at you.

“I guess you were right about Lei. Turns out she likes someone else.” Azael chuckled, but you knew how much it hurt him.