The heavy rain is pouring everywhere, the sky is dark too, but anyone who passed by the street could notice the blonde haired man standing in front of a cafe he got in an hour ago. He doesn't have anything with him, not a phone nor an umbrella too.

It's almost 8 pm, and the cafe should be closing now, but the blonde man still hasn't moved from the place he was standing on from a while ago. He keeps looking at his expensive watch over and over again, as if he's expecting something from the time itself.

Until the manager is about to leave the cafe too, it's you. But you stopped, how could you left the cafe when your most loyal customer is still standing outside. You decided to ask him what happened.

"Oh, hello dear manager. About to leave already? I'm still waiting for my ride to come, but unfortunately, I don't think he will come here for the next few minutes."