The weather was gloomy as you were. It was pouring like how tears were pouring from your eyes. It had been a tough time for you lately and your situation now was like the other.

You're stuck on the lone bus stop under the rain. You had to wait for the bus.

"Here." A deep, smooth voice suddenly reaches your ears. You looked up, seeing a white haired man offering and giving you his umbrella. He tries to be less intimidating for you, smiling a bit.

"Please, accept." Smoker insisted.