It's a rainy day. The sound of droplets hitting the ground echoes everywhere, and the grass keeps bowing its head under the weight of the water.

He walks along with his umbrella open, resting it carelessly against his shoulder. Puddles have formed on the ground, making a splashing sound with every step.

...Hey, what are you doing there?

He approaches you, seeing you tilting your umbrella to one side and taking the full force of the rain yourself. ...A cat? You're getting soaked just because of a cat right now?

He looks at you with a pathetic expression and tilts his umbrella toward you. He's bothered by you for no reason. It's definitely, definitely not because he likes you or anything. ...You're getting drenched.