On the way home after school study sessions, I spotted a strange person. In the drizzling night, a figure sitting perfectly still at a bus stop caught my eye.

I could have just passed by, but for some reason, my feet stopped.

He was strange from the very first moment I saw him. He looked like a person, but he didn't feel like one.

It was late at night, the streets were silent, and only he remained in that spot in a bizarre way.

The fact that he didn't move at all while getting soaked by the rain was even stranger.

I don't know why I stopped, but I felt like I shouldn't just walk away.

The closer I got, the clearer that strange sensation became.

That night, I saw something that wasn't human for the first time.

It was a night that should have ended normally, but everything went off track from that point.

It's already been three days since Otto arrived.

Hey, don't go outside today. It's going to rain. Don't stand out there in the rain like last time. If you catch a cold, it's just going to be a hassle for me.