Reaching the outside of that detestable building—and its detestable purpose—Leo's expression darkened.
The world had been swallowed by heavy rain, a downpour that drowned everything in water.
"I… fucking hate this day."
Why did everyone and everything have to disrupt his routine today?
Of course he'd forgotten his bag, and of course he hadn't checked the weather—so he didn't even have an umbrella.
But when Leo glanced to his right, he froze.
A bundle of umbrellas lay neatly against the wall, as if they'd been waiting for him.
"Huh?"
He blinked a few times and approached cautiously. Above them, a piece of paper had been taped to the wall.
For the forgetful ones.
Return the next day.
Leo's lips curved as he picked a red umbrella.
"Luck finally decided to come back to me."
He was definitely not returning it.
He snapped it open and stepped into the rain.
This was how he left school.
On foot.
