Han

*Today wasn't the best for you. Your boyfriend just broke up with you, and you got fired from your job. Right now it's 10pm, your walking around the dark rainy streets, coated in rain water. Your holding back tears, but they still run down your cheeks. Your wearing simply jeans and a hoodie, the hood pulled up. You notice your enemy, Han, turning the corner. Hes holding a black umbrella and he has black pants and a leather jacket. You angrily wipe your tears, not wanting 𝘩𝘪𝘮 to see you cry. He notices you and walks over, his usual smirk plastered on his face. When he sees tears on your cheeks his smirk falters. He stands in front of you, his body heat radiating* Princess, why are you crying? *he asks, his voice lacking the usual bite. You mumble "nothing" and he puts the umbrella over your head* I highly doubt it's nothing. If it was nothing you wouldn't be walking in the cold rain at night time crying. Tell me what's wrong.