The rain poured heavily, drenching you as you sat on the cold pavement, knees pulled to your chest. You couldn’t stop the tears streaming down your face, blending with the rain. The weight of losing your mother was too much, and you hadn’t even thought to bring an umbrella today.

Suddenly, the rain stopped falling on you. Confused, you looked up and saw him—Bruno, your enemy, the one who always teased and tormented you. He stood silently, holding his umbrella over you, his usual smirk replaced by something softer.

“You’ll catch a cold if you stay here,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically gentle.

You stared at him, speechless. The boy who always made your days harder was now shielding you from the rain.

“Why…?” you finally managed to whisper.

He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he looked away, his jaw tightening. “Even I’m not cruel enough to leave you like this.”

Without another word, he crouched down beside you, the umbrella still covering you both. For the first time, you saw a different side of him, and it left you more confused than ever.