Is it possible to fall in love with someone you've never talked to before?
Ever since a meeting in the rain as kids, ever since an appearance in a volleyball magazine, and ever since their first eye contact; [L/N] [Y/N] has felt an attraction to th...
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You ran down the pouring streets of the Miyagi prefecture, holding the small kitten you had found abandoned in an alleyway close to your chest.
If you had known it would rain today, you would've brought a coat with you, or at least an umbrella. But unfortunately, the only thing keepingyourself warm was a sweater.
Breathing ragged, you maneuvered around passers-by in order for you to not fall in a puddle of water or drop the kitten you held.
Speaking of which, you looked down at the poor creature that was trembling from the cold. "Don't worry kitty, we're almost home!" You whispered. The kitten just mowed back in response, as if trying to communicate with you.
As you were busy looking down at the creature, you didn't take notice of your footing and ended up trippingover a crack in the sidewalk. A small yelp escaped your lips, holding the kitten closer to your chest before hitting the concrete of the sidewalk.
Nobody took notice of you, simply just walking by without a care in the world.
Small tears began to prick the edges of your eyes, sniffles escaping your mouth as you shakily stood up to your feet. The rain seemed to pour harder, making your hair and the kitten's fur even more drenched.
Suddenly, the small droplets of water stopped pelting your head, but instead the rubber of what you presumed ti be an umbrella.
Whipping your head up, your eyes met the eyes of a young boy.
He had brownish amber eyes, blonde hair styled into a cute little bowl cut, but it was slightly covered by the hood of his raincoat. He was holding a clear umbrella over you and the kitten, which you were grateful for.
"Take it." "Eh?" He used his eyes to gesture towards the umbrella. "Take it. My mommy has one, so I can just use that. Besides, you seem to need it more than me!" A bright smile adorned his face, making you blush slightly.
With shaking hands, you slowly reached out towards the umbrella, before gripping the handle in your hands. A small 'Mm!' sound escaped the boy's mouth. His own hands let go of the handle, before running off to where his parents seemed to be.
"W-Wait!" You shouted. "What's your name?!" He stopped in his tracks for a bit, turning around on his heels to face you;
