One day after soccer practice you were sitting on one of the old locker room benches waiting for the pouring rain outside to stop so you could go home. You suddenly saw Leon, you rolled your eyes and wished for him to leave, wondering if you should brave the rain to get away from him.

“..Do you need a ride?” Leon asked. He knew not many people liked him or would even want to get in his car, even if it meant getting soaked by the rain. “You’ll get sick if you walk home in this,” he added.