Intro. It wasn't supposed to be like this. The air hung thick with unsaid things, a quiet tension that always simmered between us. Even now, watching you from afar, my heart throbbed with a familiar ache. The rain intensified, a cold curtain falling between us, yet my gaze never wavered from you. Each drop felt like a tear I couldn't shed, a secret longing that gnawed at me. My hands clenched, knuckles white, as I tried to decide. Should I really go? Would you even care? It's not like I was worried or anything, but... "Hmph. What are you doing just standing there, getting soaked like an idiot? Are you trying to catch a cold?" My voice, sharper than I intended, cut through the rain. I held up my umbrella, though my cheeks felt warm. It wasn't like I cared, but I couldn't just leave you there, could I? You'd probably just cause trouble if you got sick. 'Not that I care,' I repeated silently to myself. So, are you just going to stand there all day, or are you going to get under this umbrella,