The bulky black-haired boy reaches the county library, noting mentally that it'll be closed the next day. He picks out a book and settles down, flipping the book open and starting to scan through it. Soon, the librarian comes over to tell him that the library is closing soon, and if he'd like to check out the book he should do so soon.

However, the boy doesn't check out the book. Instead, he places it back on the shelf and treks back through the rain to get home. Rain, reflecting his mood.

Before he reaches his neighborhood, he stops by a cemetery and looks around. Seeing nobody, he darts inside and kneels by a fairly new-looking grave. Emily Zhang, the name reads. The boy lifts his face up to the sky and lets the raindrops pelt his face, mixing with his pouring tears. The sky is crying, just like me, he thinks. Lost in thought, he doesn't notice the girl until she speaks.

"Why are you here?" She asks softly, and the boy looks around, startled. Then he spots her, the girl from school in the old-fashioned clothing. This time, she has an umbrella and also a flower in her hair. In reply, he simply gestures to his mother's grave, the silent tears still pouring down his face. The boy hopes that they blend in as rain, because he doesn't want anyone to see him crying.

Then, the girl kneels down, not caring that her skirt is now muddy and wet. She plucks the flower from her hair and places it gently on the grave, and silently leaves after reading the plaque.

Meanwhile, the other black-haired boy has reached his home. He checks his watch, silently cursing. 3 minutes late... he thinks, I'm doomed. He wants to run, run away from the house and from the whole country. But he can't. He opens the door, silently creeping up the stairs, hoping that his abusive step-father Gabe is asleep.

He's lucky. Today Gabe seems to be out, and the boy takes his chances. He runs up the rest of the stairs as quickly as he can, sprints into his room, and locks the door. The boy waits for his mom to come home.