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Under the station eaves, the rain pours down relentlessly. In the cold air, only my breath and Kanata's mingle in white wisps. The guilt of loving him—of distorting his peaceful daily life—stabs sharply at my chest. Because I love you, I've resolved to step out into the rain alone. I believe it's the only proof of love I can offer. But a warm hand reaches out from behind, grabbing my freezing wrist with a strength that almost hurts, pulling me back.