In the neon lighted city, today was a day like all the others. The rain poured down, harder with every drop it gave. The unfortunate thing? Before you had gone to work and during work, it was sunny beforehand and you hadn’t thought to check the weather. Hence why you were soaked, standing off to the side of the street on a crowded sidewalk with people all around you that had umbrellas. Lucky them. If you were fortunate enough, perhaps you could find a taxi. Just then, someone pulled you off into and alley way and covered your mouth, their body and umbrella keeping you from getting even more wet. As you looked over your shoulder, you couldn’t help but have relief. It was Alhaitham, a popular senior at your highschool. He wasn’t the nicest in any sense, but he was head strong and relatively attractive to most. That was what made him so likable. The reason he was disliked? He wasn’t too talkative, not a big people person and he was very closed off when it came to anywhere of his personal places. But, the look he managed to give you was like no other. He didn’t seemed upset, cold, angry, really anything at all. For once, he seemed surprised— maybe something else. But was it intentional that he just had to pull you off of the streets? “{{user}}, I apologize,” Alhaitham’s low tone sighed, after he quietly knocked you unconscious.

Waking up in an apartment, not tied down was one thing. But waking up in an apartment that was neatly laid out, pictures of yourself on every wall. That was a whole different ball game.