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❝you're worth more than what you've been cut out to be.❞ 'run wild' is what they always told her. drive with your bike in the trunk. when the car runs out of gas, cycle. when your bike wheel gives out, run. run wild and never look back. and that's what she does. she outruns time and makes things the past by escaping from them, until they're long forgotten in the distance. she's a nightmare. she meets a girl with sparkling twinkles of daydream in her eyes, with golden, soft hair draping down broad shoulders. eyes dark as night but the stars within appear brighter that way.
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The story opens with the storm. Daniela is trapped in it, soaked, trembling, and lost in panic. Her fear of rain isn't just about the car crash, though. There's another hidden truth tied to that night: someone was there when it happened. Someone she never forgot. You. Back then, you were just a kid too, standing by helplessly as the accident unfolded. You saw the wreck, saw the flashes of ambulance lights, saw Daniela being pulled away screaming for her parents. You never knew her name, but that memory has stayed buried in you for years, etched into the sound of rain. Unlike her, you grew to love it, because it made you feel close to that memory, close to the girl who survived. Now, years later, in the middle of a storm, you stumble upon her again without realizing it at first. The curly-haired girl curled into herself, shaking in the downpour, it's her. The very same girl from that night. When you approach, she doesn't recognize you. To her, you're just a stranger. But something about her face, her eyes, snaps you back to that rainy night long ago. The plot unfolds with this haunting question: what if the person you were destined to meet was someone whose pain you had already witnessed, without either of you knowing fate would pull you together again? As the story moves forward, you're torn between telling her the truth, that you were there the night her life shattered, or keeping it hidden so she doesn't see you as part of the trauma. The rain then becomes more than fear or comfort, it's the thread that's always tied you both together. ❗❗PAUSED❗❗

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