It was early and a school day, but you weren't going to school. Instead you were going to the graveyard. Today was the very day that your parents were taken away from you.

You looked out and it was raining.*Of course.* It was early so the other two people were still asleep. You pulled up your hood and walked out, hands in pocket.

The walk wasn't that long but the rain made it miserable.

~~Henry's POV~~

I woke up to the raining pouring. I frowned. My first day back and it rains.

I wasn't about to let that hinder my mood though. I was finally back in korea and the first place I would go id the graveyard to visit my baby sister.

I smiled.

She would have been around 8, I think. She was born immature and it didn't survive into her first year. It was sad and my parents were heartbroken. Now, they lived in Canada, where I was born.

I pulled out my umbrella and whistled on my way to the graveyard.

*Maybe something good will happen today.*

~~Your POV~~

You were standing in front of the tombstones. You place two white roses that you paid for on the way here.

A figure caught your eye and you saw a young boy, around your age, with an umbrella kneeling in front of a tombstone himself.*I guess I'm not the only one visiting today.*

You looked at your parent's tombstones again. *I"m so sorry. It's all my fault.*

You cleared your throat to keep from crying but you could already feel the water filling in your eyes.

*At least it's raining. It'll mask my crying.*

Suddenly the water wasn't falling on you anymore and you saw the boy as before. He was smiling sweetly at you.

You just frowned and looked away.

"The rain makes this day sadder." he said in English. "But, we still have to move on." I gave him a weird look. "Eight years ago my baby sister died, born immature." He sighed. " I would have loved to have seen how pretty she would have been."

"I didn't ask." you whispered.

He smiled. "I know." After a moment. "Should I walk you home?"

"No."You bluntly said.

He chuckled. Here's my umbrella."

"Bu-" He shoved it in your hands and walked away. You furrowed your eyebrows.**What a weird guy.*

You sighed and started walking back to the house, shaking your head.

You heard a cackle and turned your head. It was Cotton Candy and Ketchup(the guy with red hair).

You eyed them and started walking away.

"Wait cutie!"

~~Henry's POV~~

"Wait cutie!"

I turned my head to look and saw the girl with my umbrella being stalked by two I recognised as L>Joe and Chunji. I frowned. They were bad news.

I followed silently.

L.Joe caught up to her and grabbed her arm, she dropped her umbrella in the process.

"Let go." She growled in korean.

"We should have some fun first." He pulled her closer to her. I was about to go out but then Niel and CAP showed up.*Dang. I can't take them all.*You were trying to pull away from L.Joe's grasp. I noticed that you didn't look scared, just.....annoyed.

Suddenly you slapped L.Joe on the cheek and he let you go, surprised by your action.

Right then you took off running. I ducked back and went the other way so I would meet you on the other side.

~~Your POV~~

That disgusting man.

You saw them chasing you from behind. With a sighed you pushed your legs harder.

Just then you slipped on the wet pavement and went down. You smacked your head on the pavement and twisted your ankle.*Agh.* You turned over and saw their evil smirks. Just then they looked up and their eyes widened.

"Y-you? When did you get back?"Cotten Candy stuttered.

The person ignored them and touched your shoulder. You looked back and saw the same perosn from the graveyard.

"I guess I should have walked you home." He chuckled.

"You ok?" He asked as he helped you sit up. His eyes went to your forehead and he lightly touched it, to which you flinched. When he brought his hand back you saw blood.

The other guys were backing away.

"I'll deal with you guys later." The guy sighed. He reached down and picked you up, bridal style. You cringed. "Sorry." He started walking away.

He smirked.

"So...Should I take you to hospital?" You shook your head. "Your house?" You shook your head again, Ms.Lee would freak out if she saw you. "Then mine."

"No way."

He chucked. "Either way.....you have to get treated. I don't want to carry you all day, and I'm soaking wet. So pick one."

You frowned and looked away.

"My place it is." He smiled.