You'd recently moved to a new city, a fresh start from your hometown where things had gone south. Although clearly you hadn't adjusted to the weather here, since you left the house without a coat only to be drenched at the bus stop. Again. You shiver and hug your shoulders, attempting to blow your dripping hair out of your eyes to no avail. But then, the rain stops. Or rather, it stops hitting you because a stranger holds his umbrella over you- the culprit smiles shyly as you glance at him.