Learning to be cherished

Chapter 1

On a rainy night, a lone boy wanders on the street all alone, with his earphones on but not listening to any music. The sound of raindrop cleanses souls, the lights on the street are the only lights on, as if the stars have fallen from the sky and into this mortal realm. 

'It's... Quiet.' The boy thought. Only sounds of raindrop and footsteps in puddles are heard. Under this dark and cloudy sky, it feels as if everything is fading away, and that nothing matters anymore. As the boy stood there facing the sky with his eyes closed tightly, he stopped walking. 

'There are no cars or anything really in particular tonight. It's so peaceful... So much that I could just fall asleep here without any concern.' He thought in his mind as his legs slowly lose their strength and he collapses. 'Lights out, goodnight...' He says he slowly loses conscious.

"Man, what a dumb one. Why would a person in their right mind wander in the rain at night, ALL ALONE then falling asleep on the spot? There's a limit to how ignorant one can be." A voice was heard when he slowly regains consciousness. He opens his eyes. The bright light that meets his eyes forced him to close them once again. He uses his hand to block the light and tries to open his eyes once again. He looks around and sees a kid mostly around his age sitting beside him. Without any warning, the kid suddenly proceeds to pull down the boy's pants. " What are you doing." The boy asks as he holds onto his pants. "Well you can't be comfortable in wet clothes, right? Wait, you're awake? Oh cool. Granny, thanks a bunch again for taking us in at this time!" They try to notify someone outside the room from what it seems without being too loud. 

'It seems that I was sleeping on the floor. What was I doing again... Oh, right.' He looks outside the window, which reveals the fact that not much time has passed as the sky is still painted black with the sound of rain in his ear. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, only around 10 minutes have passed. 'I'm all wet. Why am I here... Who's this kid anyways?

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'I'm not gonna get anywhere only asking all these questions in my mind.' 

"It's alright sweetie, no big deal, no need to thank me. Still, is the boy fine? We better change his clothes before he catches a cold. Luckily I have some clothes that belong to my grandson, maybe you could have him wear it." An aged woman enters the room with folded clothes and a towel on her hands. "Oh, it seems that he has awaken." The old lady places the clothes and the towel beside the boy and walks out the room. "You must feel shy if I were the one helping you change, right? So I'll leave for the time being. You'll have to help your brother change, alright sweetie?" Says the old lady standing behind the door. She left right after saying that, leaving the both kids alone once again in the room.

"Uh... Brother?" The boy said curiously as he looks at the kid with rather dubious eyes. "Ah... I guess she thought we're siblings or some sort? I didn't tell her anything weird, I swear!" They slightly raise their hands in the air, as if some wanted criminal about to be arrested. "Out. Now." He said while looking at the ground. "I'm sorry? I'm not sure if I heard that right-" They ask, looking slightly confused and stupid. "I said out, now. I'd rather not have someone watch me change." The boy says without any changes in his expression whatsoever. "Right, uh, sorry. I'll go see if granny needs help with anything then. Be sure to come over to thank granny after you're done alright? She was nice enough to help you, after all." Says the kid as they leave the room and closes the door behind them. 

The boy quickly wipes himself with the towel and changes into the new clothes. He searches for his mp3 player that was in his pocket. "... It's not here. That's kind of a problem. Well whatever, I shouldn't be dwelling on it." He then starts observing the room he is in. It seems as this house is a single story house. 'The owner is most likely just your average work slave with average pay.' The boy says in his head. There seems to be multiple doors and name plates hanging on them. It appears to have several bedroom with different people occupying them and they are most likely asleep right now, considering that it's 1 a.m. in the morning. The room the boy is in consists of several sofa, a small of television, a wooden coffee table and a decorative vase with some flowers inside it. After identifying the room, he finally stands up and goes find the other two that left the room.