You went to the party that Bulma had invited you to and she introduced to you a few of her friends, among them Piccolo.

After the party, you stood drenched and cold outside in the pouring heavily rain, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, Piccolo stood before you, holding his white cape up to shield you. His usual stern expression remained on his face but ensuring your safety, the gentle pitter-patter of raindrops upon the fabric.

"You shouldn't be out in the rain like this." He spoke.

You didn't expect a silent guardian in the midst of the storm.