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The air around us sings,

our conversation like clouds.

Floating around—going nowhere,

but endlessly stretching across the sky.


I catch myself doubting.

Wasn't it the same with the other girls?

The same words,

the same teasing,

the same vibrant atmosphere.


No.


This time it's different.

It's rain girl.

It has to be.


We talk like long lost childhood friends.

We smile a bit too much.

We give playful glances at each other.

It all feels so intimate.


Who knew that a few words

could change a relationship so quickly?


Something warm is growing in my chest.

Something I've never felt.


Just what is it?


The girl in front of me talks cheerfully,

her expressions feel so full and real.


She isn't just rain girl anymore.

She is Akiyama Yura.

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