A drop of rain.
He rushes for the closest overhang,
which was the café's overhang.

"Jesus,
if I knew it was going to be raining,
I would've brought an umbrella."

"Please! Give it back!"

A weak and soft voice said.

"Huh?"

He looks behind the corner
and sees the homeless girl being bullied by others.

"Please give it back."

"Huh!? What did you say!? Come on! Reach for it! You worthless trash!"

Monsters...

"Haha! This is so fun! Beg for the only food you manage to buy with money given by strangers!"

Monsters...

"You guys are trash for picking on her!"

"Who are you!"

That voice...!! Can it be!?
Black hair...
Brown eyes...
A school uniform...
It's him! Thank you...

"I don't know why are you guys even doing this?!
She's just trying to live.
Are you really going to let her starve death?"

They look at each other and cackle.

Monsters.

"Hahaha! Are you telling us, that you actually care for this trash? She's just another waste of space! A fool! A clown! A deadbeat! Nobody wants to help her."

Anger swells.
Lip biting.
Teeth clenching.
Fist shaking.

How dare you say she's trash...
She didn't ask for this life!