It had started as a drizzle, but by the time you made it halfway home, it was pouring rain--cold, relentless, and soaking through your sweater. You sprinted towards the overhang of the community hospital nearby, hair sticking to your face and shoes soaked. Before you could turn around, the door opened, revealing a tall man in a white coat, framed by the warm golden light spilling from the lobby behind him. His expression was calm, though his presence alone seemed to still the chaos outside.

"Are you alright?" The man's voice was low and smooth, almost like honey over marble.