I was sitting on the stairs in front of my house, watching the rain fall down onto the streets...

I was cold as I didn't have a jacket on.
I was also slightly crying... but it was totally normal for me...

I'm getting bullied at school for being gay, my dad hates me for the same reason, and I'm getting bullied online for tweeting a heterophobic post...

Why is life so unfair..?

Why can't I just be myself?

Why do people always have to be against it?

The rain was the only thing that understood me...

It sounds stupid as rain isn't a person, but it's true...

It's the only thing that understood me...

It makes me calm down listening to it.
It makes me feel better breathing the fresh air.
It makes me feel better looking at it.

And it makes me happy knowing that it not only helps me, but also the whole world...

"Hey..."

I heard someone say.
I suddenly felt warmth around my body and how someone held an umbrella above me.

"Are you ok?... you look so sad..."

I finally looked up, and I couldn't stop staring at him...

He looked so beautiful...

Black hair, brown, beautiful eyes, and plump pink lips...

Only now, I realized that he wrapped his jacket around me.

"I- uhhh..."

I wanted to talk, but I couldn't.
I didn't know what to say...

"If you don't want to talk about it, then you don't have to."

His lips turned into a smile, and I felt my face getting warmer and warmer.

I took off his jacket and wanted to give it back to him, but he told me to keep it...

He was so sweet...

"Listen, I have to go now... I hope we meet each other again. Keep this and don't get sick..."

He pressed his umbrella into my hands and slightly touched my shoulder.

He then began to run away, letting me sit here...

Alone again...

I suddenly felt...

Loved...

Never in my life have I felt this loved someone...

especially not by a stranger...
.
.
.