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Everyone was inside the dorm but you.
There was a thunderstorm but you loved it so you the second you heard the rain pattering against the glass of your window, you rushed outside, ignoring the statements of your fellow classmates who tried to stop you from going outside since you already had a cold but you didn't care; you loved the rain. The past few days, most of your class have been trying to get you to stay in your bed and rest but you were being your stubborn self and refused to, wanting to do things that you normally do. So what if you're sick? You can still do the things you want.
You stood outside, enjoying the feeling of rain hitting you with a soft sound before it seeped through your clothes and dampened your flesh. Though most people would hate getting soaked, you didn't mind it, because it brought back all your childhood memories which couldn't be created again, and you don't want to forget them. Ever. Because they hold a unique place in your heart which only one person has touched, and they also made another special spot. Both of the things that have your heart are dear to you, and they are the two things you definitely don't want to lose.
Shortly, the rain wasn't the only liquid flowing down your face. Joining the rain were your tears that fell unexpectedly. But you weren't sad, so why were you crying? Is it because of the recollections? If anything, the reminiscences make you happy. So why?
Because of all the moisture on your face, you had to brush your hair back to prevent it from sticking to your skin, however, the wind had other ideas, trying to keep your hair in the way. You sighed in frustration and took the hairband from your wrist to tie your hair in a loose bun. Once you did that, you wiped your tears away but, against your will, they kept on spraying out of your eyes.
Lightning struck somewhere in the distance before thunder followed. You didn't even flinch, you were rather enjoying all the noises mingling together; the shower and crashing of clouds. You don't know why, but you found peace in the midst of this thunderstorm. It wasn't like other days when it would just rain, it seemed to affect you more in a way, causing you to silently sob. You couldn't even sniffle since your nose was blocked.
When you were younger, you lived with your parents and two brothers, one was older and the other was younger. Whenever it rained, you and your siblings would want to go outside but your mother and father would stop the three of you, telling you to put on a coat and wear suitable shoes. Once you were all ready, you would run into the garden and play in the rain. Sometimes, one of you would slip; sometimes, one of you would fall face flat onto the ground while the other two laughed at the mud stuck to their face; sometimes, one of you, or all of you, would get sick and your parents would bring you in to warm you up and care for you; sometimes, all three of you would want to get sick on purpose so you could be cared for; sometimes, when you were sick, you all competed to see who your parents loved the most. And they would always say, "We love all of you equally."
If only your family were still here with you...
"(Y/N)," a voice called as they approached you.
You quickly cleared your tears away, upon hearing the familiar voice, before turning towards the redhead with a small smile. He had a smile before sighing and shaking his head as he neared closer to you. Once he reached you, he placed a jacket around your drenched frame. He folded his arms and slightly frowned at you.
"If you were going to come outside in this weather, you should have worn a jacket," he muttered, pulling you into his arms.
"I'm fine," you said with a soft voice since you had a sore throat.
"Whatever... Why were you crying?"
You looked up at him with a questioning gaze. How did he know you were crying?
