So there's this boy, from the year below me, and he's not exactly the type to have any friends. His books are kind of his companions. Or maybe he's the companion. Anyway, one afternoon, we were waiting for the bus and it was raining. Every other students had a friend with them, someone who they shared umbrellas with. The boy was alone and didn't have his umbrella. I offered to share my umbrella with him. We still got drenched from the rain, but it wasn't awful as it would've been had I not shared the umbrella. I was actually glad I did, because it felt good to be nice to someone I didn't always talked to. I also learned something new about the boy.