The story of a young boy and girl In the evening when the rain falls

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On a rainy day

For many people, the rain may be seen as a symbol of loneliness.

And sadness, but it's not always like that.

“It is now seventeen o'clock. I would like all students who do not have a teacher to supervise them to leave the school grounds.”

The sound of the loudspeaker echoed throughout the school along with the sound of the pounding rain.

“Unfortunate... If you know this, it's better to bring an umbrella.”

A high school student was quietly muttering to himself. Under the empty school building

“New semester starts. In a new school, can't I just wish for luck like everyone else? Damn it, the teacher used it to help me type until it was cold and I was alone. It really shouldn't be said that I'm good at using computers.”

The boy started to get annoyed before pulling out his phone and playing with it to calm himself down.

Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The rain continued to fall without any signs of stopping.

The young boy was starting to get bored of using his fingers to scroll aimlessly across the phone screen.

“Ah.”

The boy's eyes, which had taken their eyes off the phone screen out of boredom, were focused on the pouring rain. There, there was a young woman standing in the raindrops, unsure of heat or cold, her raven black hair flowing down to the middle of her back. with white school uniform that was splashed by rain that could be seen through. The young man's mind at that time was filled with questions whether “Who is that woman?” or “

Why are you standing there in the rain?” Suspicion dispelled the boredom that was gnawing at his mind. His feet moved before his brain knew. Upon realizing this, the distance between the two of them had shortened until he could clearly see the face of the woman who had mesmerized his eyes.

“What are you doing standing in the rain like this?”

… No response returned. The girl still looked up at the sky. let the rain drop

Drops on her face, sharp eyes A nose with a well-shaped curve, plump lips and cheeks that naturally blushed, but that sweet face was filled with water droplets that even the young man in front of him couldn't distinguish from water stains. Are those on the girl's face from the raindrops or the girl's own tears?

“Standing like this will make you uncomfortable.”

The boy tried not to stare at the girl's chest, whose jacket was now splashed with rain and could see through to see her underwear.

...but still didn't get a reply from the girl, she didn't even lower her head to look at the young man.

“... Please let me be polite!”

“Wow!”

The young boy went around behind him and used both hands to lift the girl's body into a princess position before running her under the building he was using to shelter from the rain.

“What are you doing to her!?”

Finally there was a response from the girl.

“I saw that he was just standing there staring in the rain, so I decided to bring him to take shelter from the rain. If you don't like it, blame each other.”

“Are you crazy, suddenly carrying someone else like this? This clearly amounts to kidnapping.”

“Crazy foul mouthed. The people worked hard to help bring her to shelter from the rain.”

The boy apologized profusely as he looked at the girl's shirt.

“What are you looking at?!”

“No, it's not just looking at the collar. She pinned one point. same for me It means we're both in Grade 4 together."

The young boy frantically made an excuse.

“Oh.”

The young boy threw his shoulder bag to the girl.

“It would be good to use that one to cover it up a bit.”

“That's it! You're really looking at me, I'm mentally ill.”

"One word is a kidnapper. Two words are a psychopath. Damn it. Thank you. Do you know how to speak? The person went out of their way to help me not to stand in the rain and catch a cold."

“And who asked to help? I don't need anyone's help.”

The idea that this mysterious girl would come and help him relieve his boredom turned out to be her cause of more irritation and annoyance than being stuck in the rain alone.

“Then why are you standing in the rain like that?”

“It's busy. Whatever I do is up to me. What does a stranger like you have to do with this?”

The boy's patience with the girl was starting to run out.

“Oh, I know. You shouldn't be bothered. Then hand me my bag.”

“Here, you want me to return the bag to you. So that you can easily use your eyes to lick me!”

“There's a big misunderstanding! I just wanted to take my bag and run home through the rain so I could get away from your face.”

[scorching!!!]

The sound of thunder reverberated everywhere, followed by the girl's scream.

“Scream!”

“Why are you suddenly crying!?”

The boy looked at the trembling woman hugging his shoulder bag.

“Damn it, I'm afraid of the sound of thunder and I'll still be standing in the rain.”

The young boy sat down next to the girl.

"What? What's wrong with being afraid of the sound of lightning?"

"No, I don't say anything."

“Nah, na, this is your bag. Take it, and quickly get out of my sight.”

“No, I've changed my mind. I was too lazy to run through the rain. I was running and I heard the sound of lightning. They will be so shocked that they can't even move.”

“Let's not make fun of each other!”

“Ha ha, it looks like you've gotten over your fear. Stop trembling."

“Well, then why is that the case?”

“There's nothing here.”

Suddenly, silence enveloped and became uncomfortable.

“Well, I still don't know your name. What is her name?”

“Why do I have to tell someone like you my name?”

"No matter what, we'll probably have to be stuck here together for a while. We're good relatives, so it won't hurt anything. My name is Chet. I'm in room 4/1."

"...Cat ... My name is Cat. I'm in the same room as you."

“Wait a minute! That's not true. Kat is the class leader. She and the boss don't have anything in common at all. If you're going to lie, let it be a little smoother.”

"Ugh!"

The woman let out a grunt of displeasure and took out a pair of black, square-framed, thick-rimmed eyeglasses from her skirt pocket and put them on. Then he took a hair band and tied her hair together into a ponytail that was required by school regulations.

“Huh, boss!?”

The young boy shouted out in shock, his heart still confused and half believing that the angry girl in the rain he met with the neat class head according to the teacher's teachings was the same person.

“What is this? If you're in the same room, you'll still say you're a stranger.”

"Ugh! Who would want to get to know someone like you?”

“Damn, who would have thought that this boss could be so foul-mouthed, but what was the reason for investing in changing his appearance?”

"I told you, it's none of your business."

“Or did you do it because you wanted to impress someone?”

"gulp..."

“Oh, that seems right. Who is that lucky man?”

“There aren't any men anywhere!”

“Oh, is that true? The inspiration that makes people stand up and change themselves is mostly because of love.”

“I told you there was nothing! Both love...and men...”

“By the way, how can you stand in the rain in the middle of the field like that?”

“That's noisy...I said it's none of your business.”

“Or will I be dumped by my boyfriend?”

“Noisy! I told you it was none of your business!”

Despite the woman's angry expression, water droplets began to form on the woman's face once again.

“...Sorry.”

“Why... I'm really not good at... Huh...even though I really tried to change myself for him..."

“You think the same way, right? The bossy me Whatever you do, you have to follow the rules and your appearance will be bland. Wearing glasses is too thick. There is no feminine charm at all.”

"That's why...that's why. Huh... I know myself best, so I tried to change myself so that he would look at me..."

“Um...”

“Whatever I can do, I have done it all... And why...why...didn't he even turn to look at me? Huh...please tell me... What am I not good at? Or am I not trying hard enough?”

“You did your best…let it out. Let the rain wash away your tears.”

At the boy's words, rain fell from the girl's eyes. She used the boy's shoulder bag to cover her face so that the boy could not see her crying face. The boy could only sit and wait. Until it's time for the rain to stop.

“It looks like it's going to rain for a while longer.”

Although the rain brings sadness, the sadness can also be washed away with the rain. Have you ever been caught in the rain, whether it was raining from the sky or not? Or will it rain from your own eyes? At that time, take a look around. Look at your body. You might even meet someone stuck in the rain with you.