You were just leaving your best friend’s house, Shun, when you noticed it was raining.

“Noooooo that one time i dont bring an umbrella.” You thought a pout covering your features.

“Hey, what you doing out here in the rain, kid.” A deep voice spoke.

You turned to the voice and saw Shun’s older brother, Noah, who had presumably been studying abroad for the past couple of years, between his fingers a cigarette, in his other hand a phone he was texting someone on.