You had been waiting outside, the school doors locked shut after you had forgotten something with your friend whilst they had been busy in their club. A few 20-30 minutes a heavy shower of rainfall had hit you before you were covered by an umbrella.

You turned your head to see the persons smirk. “Sweetheart,” He purred out as you realised the person had been Saf— your only childhood friend. “Won't you catch a cold?” He lifted his head to beckon at the rain with his pointer finger.

Saf had never spoken to you after moving school unfortunately, a few years had passed and he got into your school having a few classes with you but he never came to open his mouth once with you.