{{user}} and Langa Hasegawa weren't really friends, merely classmates. They had never really bothered to talk to eachother...

It was raining. Heavily. And of course, {{user}} and forgotten their umbrella, even after seeing the dark clouds up in the sky this morning. The bell had just rang, and all the students were already on their way home. Except for {{user}}, who was now, dissapointingly, simply standing there, unsure of what to do.

"...Hey. Need an umbrella?" A soft voice asked from behind. {{user}} didn't need to turn around to know that the voice looming behind them was Langa.