I stare at Yoongi, his dark outfit clinging to his body as though he got caught in the rain as well. His damp hair hangs over his forehead as he looks at me expectantly.

"Find order in the chaos," Yoongi says.

I slowly nod, biting my lip as I turn to walk back into the downpour. My slippers splash into the mud puddles on the ground as the rain hits my skin. I gasp at the cold sensation - a thousand needles made of ice burying themselves into my body.

I close my eyes, balling my hands into fists as I begin to shiver uncontrollably.

Find order in the chaos.

Slowly, my hands relax and I hold my arms out to my sides, focusing on the feeling of the rain dripping onto my skin instead of being afraid of it.

I can feel where each burst of cool water hits my arms and hands - the way the water clings to my skin for a moment before sliding away into a freefall to the ground. I can hear the raindrops against the leaves of the trees, and it's soothing, almost like nature's lullaby.

I'm not shivering anymore.

"See?" Yoongi says from right beside me, and I jump as I turn to look at him standing in the rain with me. "It doesn't feel so overwhelming now, does it?"

"It's beautiful," I say, turning my face toward the rain and closing my eyes again to let the droplets wash away my dried tears.

"Any time you feel like you're stuck in the chaos, just find the order in it," Yoongi says. "Focus on the details and you'll see the picture form right in front of you."

"Yoongi," I say, opening my eyes to look at him, but he's gone.