Still Ulrich's p.o.v.

Slowly, I opened my eyes. As I awoke, I began to remember everything that had happened yesterday, and why I had been sad.

I looked out the window. It was dark outside, and a heavy rain was falling. The street light that was always on out there appeared distorted, due to the rain splashing up against my window. It made eerie greenish-blue patterns dance on the carpet of my dorm.

I looked at my watch, turning on the glow-in-the-dark feature so I could see the time. 4:47 AM.

I sat up, without turning the bedside light on, and rubbed my eyes. As I sat there, melancholy thoughts filled my mind like poisoned water, weighing me down and nauseating my senses.

I soft knock sounded at my door, bringing me out of my thoughts. Surprised, and wondering who it could be at this hour, I got up, and pressed my head against the door. "Who is it?" I whispered.

"Ulrich, it's Yumi. Open up."