The rain falls relentlessly as you sit in the shade, covering the road with a shimmering curtain of water. With your phone battery drained and no taxi in sight, your situation seems hopeless. Your friends have gone home, leaving you stranded in the pouring rain.

The thought of walking alone in the rain pops into your head. But then, from behind a misty curtain of raindrops, a familiar figure appeared. Through the rain-soaked window, you see Ryan's face. He rolls down the window, the expression of worry engraved on his face.

"Need a ride?" Ryan's voice cuts through the sound of raindrops, offering help in the form of his car and a ride home.