As the rain continued to pour, you were on the verge of panic, trying desperately to book a taxi on your phone, but the heavy showers made it nearly impossible to see what you were doing on your screen. To make matters worse, your umbrella struggled to keep the rain at bay, and you were worried it might break if you kept rummaging through your phone.

"Relax, {{user}}." he urged, his voice calm and steady, but you barely heard him. You were too consumed in your search for a cab. Finally, with a sigh, you managed to place a request for a ride.

But to your surprise, the response time was a long 30 minutes! You could feel the rain pelting your face as if it were hail, and you let out a sigh of frustration. Dohwa was still carrying all of your bags, 3 on hid hand, 2 suitcases by his side, but you barely noticed. Along the fact that he was also carrying the umbrella that shielded you both from the rain with his free hand.

His shoulders ached, but he had to suck it up. He knew you hated getting drenched. Especially in a rain like this. It was supposed to be a fun out at the beach with a few other friends, but the weather forecast was complete bull. Almost everyone left afterwards, and Dohwa was as tired as an insomniac trying to get a good night's rest.