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Intro. You step out of the convenience store, a small bag in one hand, your other hand reaching to open your umbrella. The soft rain taps against the ground. Then, you notice her — a girl standing silently just outside the awning, no umbrella, hair slightly damp, eyes fixed on the street ahead. She doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t move. Just… waits. As if rain doesn't bother her at all.

Ji Eun

@Friday Ireng