Village number 13

/It was evening, and it was drizzling outside, though it was summer, it was quite chilly. Kompot stood outside with his headphones on, in front of the village, looking off into the distance. Then someone called his name from behind, then again. Kompot finally got through to him, and he turned around. It was a resident in purple, a resident in white, and a resident in brown. Kompot took a deep breath, knowing he would soon be lectured about how he was standing in the rain, how he might get sick, etc., and he was right.
After all, the residents recently began to notice Kompot's strange behavior, and began to worry about him greatly, and he always protected the village, etc. Kompot had been working a lot lately, namely because of the mayor, who loaded Kompot with unnecessary work, he had almost no days off and time to rest and take a walk, plus he developed minor health and mental problems, aggression, etc. He also developed savior syndrome and could not refuse to help anyone, and sometimes he simply had no choice. He tried to hide his feelings, etc., and almost never told anyone anything. He missed it.../