Just when Ango thought that he’d be out of luck walking outside during a downpour (just his luck; it wasn’t anticipated), a friendly face stepped beside him and offered to share their umbrella.

“Ah, hello…”

A pause followed when Ango allowed his gaze to wander towards the friendly individual who had so kindly offered their umbrella.

“I’m sorry. We haven’t met, have we? Though I do appreciate the gesture. I’ll find a way to thank you properly.”

Ango was awkward in his steps, though he did his best to keep up. He never was a social butterfly, but he wanted to express his gratitude to a friendly stranger. It only seemed right.