The rain came suddenly that day, and I didn't have an umbrella. I was on my way to the subway station after dance practice at the company when the rain started.
The drizzle was light enough to soak someone, so I took shelter under a canopy extending from a bookstore, and that's how I met her.
I don't know her name, she just seems familiar, but I can't quite place her.
A pale yellow T-shirt, black jeans, white canvas shoes, and a bulging white canvas crossbody bag—she looked every bit the student. Shoulder-length black hair with slightly curled ends—I remember every detail. Maybe I have a good memory, otherwise how could I remember the dance moves so well? ^_^
As for why I remember her? Well, because she was there to take shelter from the rain, just like me… standing at the bookstore entrance, and she was even wetter than me, hahaha.
The toes of his white canvas shoes were stained, and his hair was wet.
I stood beside her, looking up at the dark clouds and listening to the sound of raindrops falling. It had been a long time since I had been able to sit down and look at the world so quietly.
Since being selected in the talent show, I've been busy practicing every day. The competition is fierce, and since I was a newcomer with no dance background, I have to practice even harder. I don't want people to say that I'm "holding the team back" or "have connections"... It's really tiring, but I don't dare to say anything.
"Want to listen to some music? It doesn't look like this rain is going to stop anytime soon," she suddenly asked me.
Did I look terrible? Did she notice something was wrong?
"Thank you," I replied.
She took off one earphone and handed it to me, saying, "You seem to have something on your mind."
She used a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.
"Hmm, how did you know?"
"My hobby is psychology, hehe. I often observe people's expressions and try to guess what they are thinking."
"Isn't it fun!"
"I originally wanted to study psychology, but my family disagreed, saying they were afraid I'd get depressed... Oh dear, it's not that scary, but..."
She seems to have ignored my presence. She just keeps rambling on and on 〒_〒 I'll just listen quietly...
The headphones brought us closer together, and our ears were constantly receiving music 🎶
"What song is this?" I couldn't help but interrupt her.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, I tend to talk a lot to strangers... This song is called 'Snowy Day'."
"Even though it's raining today ^_^"
"Isn't it beautiful! Super beautiful, especially the middle part..."
It seems she's forgotten I exist again.
The rain, pattering down. She, chattering away.
Surprisingly, I wasn't that averse to it. She spoke slowly, and I listened quietly.
Time slips away little by little, and each second gradually becomes a memory.
Just as the rain was about to stop, she suddenly said to me
"Thank you for being my confidante today."
"?" I looked puzzled, indicating that I didn't understand.
"A silent confidante who listens to others." When she speaks, she always smiles involuntarily, revealing her dimples.
"You're welcome."
The rain stopped, and I returned the earphones to her.
"Until we meet again, Mr. Tree Hole." She waved to me as she ran away.
Will people who go their separate ways meet again? Probably not. They will only drift further and further apart and eventually forget each other.
"Until we meet again."
Note: BGM: We Are the Night - A Snowy Day