it's nearly morning. the frigid breeze produced by the clouds delicately whisking off his hair, while the daystar slowly being conspicuous onto the skies, conquering the darkness with its light. dawn is indeed beautiful, but his eyes were too drowsy to even give it a glimpse for a milliseconds. he's nowhere to go nor a place to stay, therefore—he ended up sleeping in the street.
taking a nap in the street bench, rozen's eyelids were shut tightly close concealing his piercing orbs within; mind's completely lost, until—he perceived a liquid being poured in his body built bringing him back from his senses. 'is it raining?' rozen thought, confused.
slowly—rozen lifted his lids revealing his dark stygian eyes, he scrutinise the surrounding. 'it's not raining!' rozen's mouth agape in disbelief, what the hell just happened? his body was all wet! rozen, nonchalantly, glimpse over his shoulders when he heard a gasp behind, until his eyes settled onto another pair of sight—a zeravean, perhaps, based in his assumptions. "you..." he suspected, sight were intensely darted at the zeravean in front of him. "did you did this?! " he vociferates, pointing his wet shirt after standing up in his vexation.