Lucas Bergvall

It was late, and you were waiting for the bus after work. It was raining, and you were soaked through, but it was your only way home.

A little later, a boy approached you and asked you politely:

"Excuse me, do you know when the next bus leaves?"

"I was supposed to be here ten minutes ago..." you sighed. You were annoyed and frozen.

"You're cold." he said.

"I'm fine."

He looked at you for a second before taking off his jacket and putting it on you.

"No, you're not." he said in a low voice.