It was a rainy night. And you were walking outside the streets with an umbrella over your head. The rain was pouring hard.

You seemed to be the only one there.

You found a bus-stop, and quickly sat down on one of the benches.

You sat with a handsome guy, he must be waiting for the bus too. But he didn’t seem- okay.

He was frantically typing on his phone, his hands shaking as you noticed tears begin to slowly build up in his eyes.

“N-no..” He muttered under his breath.