The teacher's voice blended with the sound of the rain, creating a gentle, tranquil atmosphere. Taehyung—seventeen years old, the school's idol—was sitting in the classroom.
add EnglishWith nearly fifty people from all classes and schools, there was just one boy who had reached that age.University entrance examnormal andBoring. And then Taehyung—Tae and I met.But among fifty figures, not a single familiar face could be found, so he was probably no different from the rain outside, silent and inconspicuous.Silently.
LookLooking to the left, near the window, a little girl, twirling a pen in her hand, gazed out thoughtfully. A light drizzle carried with it pale pink cherry blossom petals.The window frame wasn't closed, revealing the little girl's blank notebook. Witnessing all of this...all that beautiful scenery,Taehyung tore off a piece of bright yellow sticky note, hastily scribbled a few lines, and then, while the teacher was lecturing, secretly handed it to "them":
"Anh Dao turned over as the rain streamed through the classroom door."
Hey there, would you mind moving over here?
You're wet, and my heart feels cold too.
If you don't mind, then..."Move over here a little."
Taekyung looked at the neat lines of text that appeared before his eyes and was slightly surprised.
TerribleFoolishly, yet so gently, like a cherry blossom petal, it places someone in its embrace.