Cold raindrops fell on my head, and I looked at the man in front of me, very funny. Tonight, he took a woman that I have hated for a long time. He is so beautiful, but he came to break up with me. The rain was still falling, and I smelled a musty smell. I turned around, ran into the building, and glanced at the clock on the wall, which read 11:38. Well, I will always remember today and this moment. In the dark corridor, I rotted in the endless darkness along with the musty smell. . .