“Need an umbrella?” he asked.
Looking down at his hand, I saw that he was offering me an umbrella. It was raining hard, and I was in a hurry but…
“What about you?” I asked.
With this rain and wind, there’s no way that the two of us can share an umbrella and stay decently dry. If that was the case, I’d rather decline his offer and wait it out here.
“I’m not in a hurry…but I guess that you are…” the man said with a pleasant smile.
“I…” I whispered, not quite knowing how to respond.
“You’re a freshman, aren’t you? Isn’t the ceremony starting soon?” He asked, although he probably already knew the answer.
“Yes…it is…” I replied in a small voice.
“Then what are you waiting for?” He said with a small laugh.
Before I could reply, I was softly pushed into the rain. With one step, I was out in the rain; however, I didn’t feel any raindrops falling on me. I looked up and I could see his umbrella blocking the rain from falling onto me.
