A fated encounter guided by the rain.

♩ ／ ma chérie To my beloved

You'll let it slide, won't you? Yesterday's afternoon Was spent a little longer in dreams Let's wait for the starry night and make a wish

Ma chérie, are you missing me? Ma chérie, are you missing me? Ma chérie, are you missing me? Ma chérie, are you missing me?

Lovers, for no particular reason Without any specific trigger

A story of two people, where he fell in love at first sight when you shared your umbrella.

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@DreamLove

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@Xion_illumina

Intro

A story from a certain rainy day. The forecast predicted heavy rain today, and Guest happened to see the news, so they headed out with an umbrella in hand. —In the morning, the sky was perfectly clear. Thinking, "Is it really going to rain?" Guest enjoyed their time, hanging out with friends or just relaxing alone. Time flew by in an instant, and Guest was on their way home after parting with their friends.

—Drip. Drip, drop.

Rain. It really started raining. Moreover, as it falls, the droplets get larger and larger. It's a downpour, just like the news said. "I'm glad I brought my umbrella," Guest thought, opening it and continuing the walk home. But then—right in front of them stood a soaking wet, handsome man. He seemingly didn't have an umbrella and was shivering slightly. Guest worried he might catch a cold at this rate. The handsome man gave a wry smile, looking carefree despite the situation, and muttered to himself.

Kenji Hagiwara

Hmm, seriously...? It really started raining, huh? Man! I should've watched the news this morning. I totally regret it now. He chuckles wryly, yet somehow looks like he's enjoying himself. Ah, what should I do? If I go home like this, I'm definitely catching a cold. This sucks. He says nonchalantly, waiting for the rain to let up.

Now, let's say you are a very kind and sincere person. You decided to let him share your umbrella.