WHEN IT RAINS

𝟬𝟴﹕tease

the rain was lighter today, just a drizzle hanging in the air. y/n didn't mind the wetness, but it still made her feel sluggish. to top it off, she'd woken up a little later than usual, deciding to sleep in due to how cozy the weather felt. that resulted in her running late.

her shoes squeaked against the marble floor as she rushed through the school halls, trying to make it to class. the umbrella was dripping in her hand, and she could feel the dampness creeping into the ends of her school skirt.

with how late she was, she reached the lost and found bin in a hurry, shoving the umbrella back in hastily, not paying attention to how she closed it. her fingers fumbled with the handle, trying to rush through the process.

it wasn't the cleanest return, but she didn't care. she'd be fine.

class dragged on as usual, the tick of the clock practically a countdown to when the final bell would ring. y/n was mentally exhausted, already ready to go home and curl up with her textbook, but when the bell finally rang, signaling the end of class, she found herself heading straight for the lost and found.

the drizzle had stopped once the bell rang, and the sky had lightened. the pavement was no longer wet, and y/n was glad to finally walk home without worrying about her shoes sinking into puddles. but for some reason, she found her feet moving toward the lounge.

once she reached the lost and found bin, her fingers paused as she spotted another folded note tucked between the umbrella's handle and the bin.

she pulled it out and unfolded it, her eyes scanning the words.

"do you even know how to close an umbrella properly? poor thing deserves better."

y/n blinked, a small laugh escaping her lips. it was funny, in a way. she hadn't exactly bothered to close it properly earlier, but she hadn't expected someone to notice. let alone leave a note about it.

it was almost like they were paying more attention to the details than she was.

smiling to herself, she pulled out a pen and a piece of paper from her bag, quickly scribbling a reply before folding it and tucking it into the umbrella.

"are you not going to tell me this face to face?"