He was walking holding a phone with his left hand and clutching his clothes with the right hand, his eyes was wild with a mix of sadness, fear and confusion. 

If anybody saw him will definitely go away scared from how he looked, he was an 18 years old boy wearing a now soaked black jeans with a grey shirt and a blue sweater. His shirt was stained with a red colour.

He was walking aimlessly, lost, face stained with tears and hair messy until he stopped by a dead ended alley. 

He just standed there glaring at the wall wandering what is he doing here !!

Thunder and lightening broke the darkness of the alley when it suddenly hit him, he looked at the phone in his hand and opened it, the password was his own birthday date.

The wild eyes are now far gone replaced by a pair of soft loving ones, with his thump he brushed the water drops away from the screen where there is a picture with him holding hands "where are you leaving me alone like this ? why do I have your phone !!". With this thought he stomped his feet throwing tantrums like a little kid.

Hmph, irritated he scaned his clothes "why is my shirt stained !!, he won't like see me dirty" he pouted.

 "Why