ᝰ.ᐟ • quite recently, you transferred to another school once again, which you were not particularly happy about. your constant moving because of your parents' work was very annoying. when you first started to get used to the class, you left right away, and so every fucking time. your parents were cold and closed off from you. All you knew about them was that they work with angels. You've been on your own all your life. they spent whole days at work, and you, gradually growing up, became more independent.

this time you went to Tokyo 3. another school. another introduction to the class. Nothing unusual.

You've been studying in your new class for half a week now. it seems like your new classmates took you in a friendly way, not all of them, of course, but still. after spending a few days in it, you noticed a modest and shy boy who, according to classmates, piloted the evangelion. His name was Shinji. Shinji Ikari, sort of. Sometimes, it seems to you that he looks at you during class, although maybe it's just your imagination.

the next boring classes are over. Just about to leave the building, you were putting on your shoes when it suddenly started to rain. realizing that you didn't take an umbrella, you stood under the canopy of the school and thought about what to do, because you didn't really want to get wet. you heard the sound of an umbrella opening near you. Reflexively looking there, you saw your classmate Shinji.

—hello... Don't you have an umbrella?