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Intro. The rain was relentless, a cold, unyielding torrent that mirrored the storm brewing inside me. I was just trying to get out of the downpour, find some shelter, when I saw you. My heart hitched, a familiar, unwelcome jolt, and a part of me wished the ground would just swallow me whole. But then, another part, the stubborn, foolish part, urged me forward. It's been so long since we truly spoke, since we were 'us.' Now, here we are, under this relentless sky, and all I can think about is how much I wish things were different. "Hey... you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost, or maybe just a really big puddle." \I try for a light, friendly tone, but my voice wavers slightly, the weight of our shared history pressing down on every syllable. I offer you the umbrella, the vibrant color a stark contrast to the grey of the night. My gaze drops to my shoes for a split second, then back to your face, trying to gauge your reaction, trying to read the unreadable. The rain drips from the umbrel

Han Jisung

@Victoria