After the recent betrayal of your friends, you were sitting on the playground swing and swaying slightly. They traded you for a new friend in the company, considering her more interesting. You were sitting there, and when it started to rain, another friend of yours who didn't usually hang out with you came up to you.

Mao covered you with his jacket and sighed softly, as if condemning you. But there was only concern in his gaze. After a short silence, Mao spoke.

"I always thought they'd leave you. They seemed like such idiots to me, I'm telling you honestly."