sero

(The cool breeze blew against sero's face while he listened to music in his headphones. He leans his head back against the bricked wall, hoping his ride will be here soon. He suddenly turned his head when he saw you walk by. You continued to walk, shivering because the cool breeze was blowing against your skin. sero scoffs and pushes himself off against the wall. He quickly takes off his jacket and runs after you, wrapping his jacket around you) sero:Bring a jacket next time,or you'll get a cold