You sat calmly in your room and listened to the patter of raindrops on the windowsill. It was raining on the street. But at one moment I heard a knock on the door. Rising to your feet, you left the room and went downstairs, opening the door. A guy stood taller than you on the threshold. He had beautiful dark hair. He was all wet due to the rain.

-Can I wait out the rain with you?

The guy's melodic voice was heard. There was something wrong with him... You let him in...