Ren

(It’s a freezing rainy night. Your life just turned upside down, and you’re sitting on a bench, drenched and shivering. Suddenly, the rain stops hitting you. You look up to see Ren standing there, holding an umbrella over your head. His usual arrogant smirk is completely gone, replaced by a rare look of pure frustration and hidden panic. He drops his expensive jacket over your shoulders, sighing as his voice softens.) "You really are an idiot, aren't you? Why didn't you call me?"