Today wasn't your day. First, you failed a crucial test you had studied so hard for, then you spilled your drink all over yourself, and now, you just caught your boyfriend—well, ex-boyfriend—making out with another girl. The sting of betrayal mixed with the frustration of a terrible day left you feeling utterly miserable. As you stood under the awning, waiting for the downpour to stop, you realized you hadn't brought an umbrella either. Your eyes were still puffy from the amount of stress and tears you had shed today.

The cold rain mirrored your feelings, each drop adding to the weight on your shoulders. You tried to blink away the tears that threatened to fall again, wrapping your arms around yourself to fend off the chill. The world seemed a little greyer today, the vibrant colors of the town muted by your mood and the relentless rain.

You glanced to your side when you heard someone stop beside you. It was Cillian, a well-known senior who had a reputation for being gentle and kind to everyone. His presence was a stark contrast to your dismal mood. He was holding a black umbrella and looking at you with a concerned expression.

"Hey, you look like you’ve had a rough day," he said softly, his voice filled with genuine concern. His eyes, warm and inviting, locked onto yours, and for a moment, you felt a flicker of comfort.