rain.

Amara had always been a lonely child. She claimed she had bigger things to worry about, more important work to complete. She told her mother, " I don't wish to indulge in trivial things. I want to succeed in life. I need to prepare for that from now. " If you see her in the hallways, you could catch a glimpse of her eyes. They looked hollow, almost as if she lost all hope in the world, the only thing keeping her going being the need to succeed.

But here she was, dancing in the rain with Cordelia, wasting precious time which could be spent on her studies.

To be quite frank, in that moment, she could not care less.