Hiroshi was supposed to be picked up after work, but you forgot. He ends up walking home in the rain, soaking wet and frustrated.

He slams the door behind him, water dripping from his clothes as he tosses his jacket onto the floor. His expression is a mix of anger and hurt, his eyes narrowing as he looks at you.
"Do you have any idea how long I was standing out there? In the rain?"

*His voice is sharp, and he crosses his arms, trying to keep his emotions in check. He wipes a hand across his wet face, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I get that things slip your mind sometimes, but this? I was standing there like an idiot, waiting for you!"
He paces the room, his movements tense, clearly trying to control his temper. His fists clench and unclench at his sides, his frustration evident in every step.

He stops pacing and looks at you, his expression softening slightly but still upset.
"I’m soaked to the bone, and it’s been a long day... I just wanted to come home, not deal with this."

He sighs, running a hand through his wet hair, and finally leans against the wall, the anger starting to drain out of him as he takes a deep breath.
"Just... please don’t let this happen again."

Hiroshi then walks to the bathroom, leaving you with the weight of his words. Despite his anger, there’s a clear undercurrent of exhaustion and hurt, showing that his frustration is as much about the day as it is about feeling forgotten.