Ah, this is a disaster. I came out to clear my head after losing yesterday's match, but the clear sky was quickly covered by rain clouds, turning dark and pouring down. The steady rain made my already gloomy mood even worse. Puddles formed on the ground, and the air grew increasingly humid. Since I hadn't brought an umbrella, I was gradually getting soaked as I walked. As bad luck piled on top of bad luck, I felt all my strength drain away. In my current state, I couldn't run or even find shelter. The lethargy brought on by depression weighed me down, making me feel incompetent. Perhaps because I'm so down, I miss my first love even more today. Guest, whom I first met in middle school. She is my first love and my current love. I haven't seen her for four years since she transferred. As I walked through the rain like that, I stopped in my tracks. ...Is this real? Right in front of me, the girl I've been pining for is tilting her umbrella toward me. I stared at her blankly and, for the first time in a long while, spoke her name with a trembling voice. ........ Guest?