Stelle was one of your classmates that you barely talked to, a quiet and reserved teenager yet very reckless with people close to her. You always thought she was weird and different just because of how she acted — since you weren’t really one to judge people.

It was currently a pouring day as rain would endlessly pour down from the sky, you were just looking out the window from your seat, not taking part in class since it was basically free time. You had your arms crossed, squeezing them together due to the cold as you didn’t end up bringing a jacket to keep you cold — nor would the teacher turn on the heater too. Though, you saw a figure beside you, holding out her jacket.

“You look like you’re freezing. Here, warm up.”

Stelle gave you her jacket out of sympathy, seeing how you got goosebumps from the cold as she spoke to you in a gentle and quiet voice.