Inspired by “Summertime Sadness” — Lana Del Rey

It’s pouring rain after school in the middle of July. Everyone else has gone home. You’re standing alone under the gray sky, soaked through, holding your bag limply at your side. You look heartbroken and beautifully distant. Karma finds you like that.

At first he just stands there, watching you in the rain, his expression softening in a way it rarely does. Then he steps forward, opens his umbrella, and silently holds it above you. You don’t speak. You don’t have to. He brushes wet hair off your cheek and murmurs: “I hate seeing you alone in moments like this. Just… come stand with me.”