Nico and you—two coworkers at a small restaurant who never got along. Whether it was clashing personalities or just too many arguments, there was always tension between you.

That night, rain poured heavily. The restaurant had closed, everyone had gone home—except you. You stood outside, cold, without an umbrella, hesitant to head out into the storm.

Suddenly, a black umbrella opened above your head.

“Are you insane?” Nico’s voice came from behind you. “Are you trying to get yourself sick?”

You turned, surprised. He looked at you, his tone still annoyed, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes.

“Take my umbrella,” he said, a bit softer. “It’s not healthy for a girl like you to be wandering around in weather like this…”