Eyes Don't Lie

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Eyes don't lie

16

Not only did Mark create opportunities but those also happened themselves. 

It was Friday, five past eighteen, and Jeno sat in the living room, a cup of camomile tea in his hands while looking outside the window. Recently, although it still was the beginning of August, temperatures had went down slightly. In addition a thunderstorm was foreseen to start around the evening today. 

Calmly, Jeno took in the wind brushing through the trees, the breeze indicating it wouldn't take long until the storm. As if planned, when the clock turned fifteen past eighteen, the first rain drops softly dripped against the window, soon growing in number and after only a few minutes, the glass being wetted by the water sprinkling against it. 

Jeno liked the rain. For him it was the most soothing thing, the sound of the small droplets and the atmosphere the weather created. Rainy days had a nostalgic, thoughtful touch to them, which he loved. Watching the rain falling down, coming in contact with the soil and gifting the plants with water after long periods of dryness- the last time it had rained had been in June- the boy felt a strong urge to just go outside and wander around. Somehow, the rain seemed meaningful. Pondering for some seconds during which he continued to look at the scenery, he made a resolution and stood up, determination and excitement overflowing him. 

"Where are you going?," his mother asked him, not looking up from the gossip magazine she was reading on the armchair next to the one Jeno had been seated on. 

"Outside", he retorted briefly, impatient. 

"Don't forget to take an umbrella," his mother said at the exact moment the door slammed shut. 

"It's still summer so I won't get sick even without an umbrella," Jeno thought with a shrug and happily sticked out his hands, them immediately getting decorated with the liquid falling down from the sky. 

Then he stepped away from the door and found himself greeted by the rain pelting against his body, washing all over him. The sensation was so refreshing. Feeling sort of relived, he decided to just go for a walk around the neighborhood. 

Ah, how agreeable it felt being in the rain...

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Donghyuck sighed as he stood up from where he had been sitting at his desk, completing tasks for school. He stretched his sore neck and then glanced outside the window. 

"Great", he thought watching the raindrops falling down from the darkened sky mercilessly. 

In general, his feelings about rain were neutral, he neither disliked nor really liked it. 

But thinking about having to leave the house right now, to buy himself something to eat for dinner at the nearest convenience store, while it was pouring like that, didn't make him dance in euphoria. Sighing as there was no other way, he went out of his his room and scurried to the entrance to put on his shoes. 

"Crap, I forgot to take an umbrella from where mom stores them in the kitchen," he realized right as he wanted to leave the apartment, already holding the keys in his hand ready to go. 

For a moment, Donghyuck considered taking his shoes off and getting them but then decided against it as he didn't fell like it. 

"I wanted to take a shower either way, so it doesn't matter if I get wet," he concluded with a shrug and locked the door from outside, walking down the steps from the first floor on which their apartment was located.