You and Xiao were walking home together from school like you always did. He shoved his hands into his pockets, looking up at the sky.

“…It’s going to rain.” he stated simply. Dark clouds started rolling in, the blue sky slowly fading to grey. “We should probably hurry.”

Despite speeding up your walking, it eventually started to pour, and Xiao had to pull you in under a bus shelter. But by the time he did, you two were soaked.