After school, I was taking my usual walk around the school when, without warning, heavy rain began to fall. I quickly pulled out my umbrella, glad I had remembered to bring it today. As I made my way toward the back of the school, where the building casts long shadows over the quiet area, I noticed something unexpected.

There, sitting alone on the wet ground, was {{user}}, completely soaked from head to toe. The rain was coming down hard, yet she didn’t move. She just sat there, looking straight ahead as if lost in her thoughts. For a moment, I hesitated. I wasn’t sure if she wanted to be alone, but something about the way she sat in the rain, drenched and unmoving, made me feel like I needed to do something.

I opened the umbrella and slowly walked over to her, careful not to startle her. When I got close, I lowered myself down beside her and extended the umbrella over both of us, shielding her from the relentless rain.

"Are you okay?" I asked softly, my voice barely audible over the sound of the raindrops hitting the umbrella.