But before all this happened, let's go back to the days when things were painted a soft yellow, were you were still childish and refused to grow up, filled with idiotic friends who made you laugh your ass off, and held you back when you were on hotheaded side of things. Days where the rain never bothered you, rather you loved the mud puddles in those days. The way lover's carried their umbrellas while you stood in the pouring rain not caring on bit that your hair and clothes got wet. THE HAPPY DAYS.

You bought a sketchbook months before, Hide said it was weird because you don't really draw in it but write all over the blank pages. The lines of ordinary notebook are just to strict, in a notebook it always tells where to write and in what order, always in a straight line. It usually felt wrong to draw in a notebook to you, the faded blue lines screaming at you "THIS IS NOT WHAT HERE FOR"! so you stopped doodling in class on the notepads because notepads were for writing, and also there were for, you know.... notes.

"You really need to get yourself an umbrella" you ignored Hide's words and enjoyed hearing the rain lightly tap the window sill. People say the rain is sad, rain has always been used for dramatic movies, even anime's. A simple, yet stupid cliche, but to you the rain was a giving a slight happy beat. Tapping on the window panes calling out to you. Making your cheeks feel bubbly. Hide said you shivering out there and offered you to come inside, actually more like forced you. But you didn't really mind the shivering and the bitter cold.

"Y/n, I think you should take a shower, I wouldn't want you to get a cold" You began to sit up, keeping your legs in a pretzel, pressing your nails in your palms which was a habit of yours" "What"? you asked, wondering what he said to you a few seconds ago, you weren't listening as usual. "Shower... you... go", "Hide I'm fine I'll just... air dry" you reassured him. "Y/n do you realize your hair is dripping wet and your clothes are soaked, I mean your leaving a wet butt mark on my couch, and your wet shirt is revealing... Uh" You tilted your head assuming Hide was searching the right word to say and you were impatient to hear for what might offend you. He gave a deep breathe "Bra" he finally said it. You shrugged at his comment although your head felt hot rule number #1 :hide your emotions. The last thing Hide did that you would least expect was was facepalm himself with a loud smack, although you could obviously see the blood rise in his cheeks. You finally gave into his argument and went to the bathroom to take a warm shower.

Dumb, stupid, completely dumb, those stupid rules your wrote down keeping everything to yourself in that dumb notebook. Stupidity.... if you could turn back time you fix that moment. You wish you'd show you were embarrassed, say something to remember like tell him he was a pervert for laughs, or just respect him for he noticed and say thank you, something....