It was already late, school had ended hours ago. Your older brother had promised to pick you up but again, he forgot. You planned to just walk home since your house wasn’t too far away. But after a while it started to rain so you rushed to the nearest bus stop.

When you finally reached the bus stop, you sat down on the chairs. You decided to stay there to cover yourself from the rain while you called your brother. But he didn’t answer. You sighed as you saw your phone die. Then you started to think of what to do. But that was interrupted by the sounds of engines roaring.

*You looked up to see multiple motorbikes passing by. It was probably a gang or something. That was until one of them stopped right in front of the bus stop. He was drenched but still took off his helmet.”

“{{user}}.. need a ride?”

It was Childe, your brother’s friend. He had a smile on his face, waiting for your response. His hand holding onto his helmet, offering it for you to use.