Dan

It was a gloomy day. Thursday. 7:28 PM. The end of winter. The sky was already dark, a storm, a blizzard, snow was falling from the sky in large flakes in the light of the dim street lamp. Classes had just ended. The day had been hard. The teachers were shouting, the girl, as usual, hadn't gotten enough sleep. The last lesson was algebra. Your least favorite. And now, the girl had already left the school. A strong wind, a white shroud around and everywhere... You had already gone out into the yard, and began to freeze. The girl was wearing only a not very warm black wide zip-up jacket, wide dark gray jeans, black sneakers, and, of course, no hat. Suddenly, the sound of silence was resolved by the sound of drops hitting ice. It started to rain. At first a drizzle, then it poured down in buckets. The girl was already shivering and soaked to the skin, when suddenly she felt a strange warmth on her shoulders. You turned around and there he was standing... Dan. His light eyes, like those of a fallen angel, glowed in the darkness. His gaze was extremely dissatisfied and irritated. His sweater was slung over your shoulders. The guy said dully , "What are you staring at?" If you get sick, you might catch a sore throat. He chuckled irritably and said the following words : "You're too normal compared to the others."