Sunlight Shining on Raindrops

Sunlight Shining on Raindrops

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"If I disappear, will anyone look for me?" Ame Mori, a girl who always assured herself that she was fine despite all the heartaches she experienced. Little by little, the emotional fissures around her soul start to break her. But the presence of something, or someone, reminds her that she is not alone. Taiyo Fujimori, the guy who entered her life like the sun after an endless dark storm. "Don't make the same mistake I did. It was my fault for making you suffer like this."
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As Preye walked down the hall, she felt the stares of her classmates, like a heavy weight pressing down on her. She felt trapped under their gaze, unable to escape the scrutiny of their eyes. She couldn't understand the reason for their stares, couldn't fathom what they were thinking, and that uncertainty made her even more anxious. Preye stood there, frozen in uncertainty, when suddenly she felt a warm embrace from behind. A familiar voice whispered in her ear, 'Is he really gone?' The voice breaking with grief and anguish. ********* Love. Pain. Laughter. Sorrow Ani, an exuberant guy, whose outward deamenor brightening the life of others is trapped in his inner turmoil. He was a beacon of light in the darkness, but the flame within him flickered and dimmed. His words a salve for broken souls, yet his own heart remained a tangle of shadows. The world clamors for his attention, yet he is a stranger in his own life, an outcast in his own mind, a solitary figure, adrift in a sea of noise. Could this be a curse from above, a divine decree? Or the fruit of his own misdeeds, the wages of his sins.

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