The air exudes a fresh and sweet smell, the sky returns to blue, conversations fade away, people disperse... Shining raindrops condense on the corners of the eaves.
"Ta——" fell down.
"He" - enthusiastic and cheerful, left surrounded by a group of girls.
"She" - silent, walking away without leaving any trace.
Two people who have retreated to the north, this meeting, is it a miss or a fate?
Conception:
The little bitch smashes the attack, hey hey hey