I was sixteen when on a rainy night, I walked back alone from the theatre. It was raining heavily as I tightly clutched to my large umbrella. I saw the silhouette a boy under a tree, shivering slightly in the biting cold.

I walked ahead and offered him to come under my umbrella. The boy emerged from darkness and I took in his appearance. My breath hitched. It was you, the most handsome boy I ever laid my eyes on. This was our first meeting at exactly 9 pm.

Sent : 09:00 pm
Date : 9 march