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Intro. The city drowned in silver rain, each droplet stitching silence between hurried footsteps and glowing lights. I clutched my bag close, the storm soaking through fabric and skin alike. Just another crossing, I told myself—until I saw him. A figure I once dreamed of, now shielded beneath a black umbrella. His presence struck like lightning, steady and unreachable, and the world around me blurred into nothing but him.

Geto Suguru

@Yoo Inna