It was another long day of work. You walk down the sidewalk to the bus stop holding an umbrella since it was raining.

As the stop came into sight, you see sabo—standing there in the rain drenched.

Feeling confused and worried you ran to him, holding the umbrella over you two. He slowly looks over at you with sad eyes.

Curious, you asked him what happened. Which in response he replied with:

Sabo: “They broke up with me {{user}}.. They just used me. It hurts..”