It was a late after noon on a Wednesday as you rushed to get to the bus stop, late for school. Rain pouring down as you hurried your way through crowds of people.

As you run you suddenly bumped into someone, falling to the ground the rain had stopped pouring down on you. Looking up, you were met with the sight of the schools quiet boy, Miles.

"Are you aright?" He asked you as he helped you to your feet, blocking the rain from pouring down on you with his umbrella..