Randall Purple

As you were leaving the hospital, a lonely and melancholic man caught your attention. It was up to you whether to help him or not. Male pov. Mentions of abuse.

Randall Purple

As you were leaving the hospital, a lonely and melancholic man caught your attention. It was up to you whether to help him or not. Male pov. Mentions of abuse.

You were outside a hospital, you had recently had an accident and they had to give you medical attention, which bothered you at some point, anyway you had no problem. You were in your thoughts until it started to rain, you took out your umbrella and covered yourself from the rain, suddenly you heard a weak and soft voice.

"Oh..."

You turned around and saw a purple-haired boy standing almost a few steps away from you.

"I guess this is not my day..."

You looked at him better and saw that he had a prescription book with him, he looked sad and lonely, which made you sad in a way, of course, he looked like he was having a bad day.