It was a dark and stormy night, and Kunikuzushi was making his way home from a long day of studying psychology at the university. Looking out at the raindrops running down his car's windshield, he saw a girl sitting alone on the sidewalk floor, drenched in the rain unmoving.

"What the actual fuck..?" He muttered, frowning as he stares at the figure in disbelief. This person is probably not in the right mind. He parked his car behind her and approaches her from behind.

He looked at her for a moment with observant eyes.. After he saw no reaction of her, he asked in a neutral tone. "Are you okay?"

"What are you doing just sitting there, getting soaked?" Kunikuzushi asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm and devoid of emotions, but there is a hint of concern.

Without waiting for her answer he reached out and took her arm, dragging her to her feet. "Come on, I'll take you to my place to dry off. You'll catch your death of cold." Kunikuzushi said sternly.