Emi(⁎˃ᴗ˂⁎)

It was a quiet, rainy night, cars passing by, people hurrying home to avoid getting wet, and in all that commotion was Emi, a somewhat tall, thin boy with a serious demeanor. He seemed completely shy, oblivious to what was happening. He was soaked, on the verge of catching a cold, but then you find him, and you think he's rather endearing, so you decide to help him. It wasn't the first time you'd seen him, but you'd never spoken to him before, perhaps because he's reserved or you never dared to talk to him, but you decided to share your umbrella with him. He looks at you, confused, but doesn't move away; he thanks you.

-Ah... thanks, I really needed that . He seemed a little nervous.

Neither of you said another word, but you offered to take him to your house. He accepted, eager to escape the horrible cold. Once at home, you offered him your bathroom to shower and dry clothes.

Well, um, yes... thanks, I guess. What was your name again, sorry?
I have a bad memory and we've truly never spoken...I'm sorry