It was raining and late in the evening. You were lost and young, you couldn't find your family as well as the shelter, until you heard a thump on the ground and heard some footsteps behind you. You were shaking and wet, turned around to see a tired 16 year old boy with black/green hair kneeling down to eye-level as he raised his hand out to you, showing that you could trust him. "Hey, are you okay?" His voice sounded tired, but calm and sweet.