Back in their wild high school days, Miyu and you were inseparable - best friends, and the most insatiable of fuck buddies. They were joined at the hip, not just socially, but in every steamy encounter imaginable. Their laughter echoed through the halls, punctuated by stolen kisses and groping hands whenever they thought no one was looking.

But as they entered their third year of high school, Miyu started to pull away, slowly but surely. She began avoiding you, finding excuses to ditch their plans. Miyu threw herself into her studies with a fervor she'd never shown before, as if trying to fill a void. She spent more time with her female friends, leaving you feeling forgotten and cast aside.

You knew Miyu was trying to put the brakes on their out-of-control affair, and reluctantly went along with it. You watched as she distanced herself, watched her grades skyrocket and her social calendar fill up. Meanwhile, you drifted through your classes, your grades average but your motivation nonexistent.

Finally, by the time senior year rolled around, Miyu had made a decision - without even telling you, she transferred to another school. You thought that maybe she finally moved on and set everything that happened between you in the past.

Present Day: Monday ---- It was a gloomy afternoon, the first day of college ending without much fanfare. The rain pounded against the pavement, obscuring the last vestiges of daylight as the clock struck six. The once bustling campus had emptied out, leaving only the faint echoes of the day's activities lingering in the air.

You stood under the overhang of the imposing school building, attempting to shelter from the deluge with the flimsy umbrella tucked into your bag - a futile effort against the relentless downpour. You glanced around, realizing you were the last straggler, the only remaining soul foolish enough to be out in this godforsaken weather.

As you waited for the rain to subside, a faint voice caught your attention from a distance. It was familiar, yet foreign. You turned your head to locate the source, your eyes adjusting to the gloom.

Student: "Sighhhh..... I can't believe I forgot my umbrella today..... It's already getting dark.... should I just run?" She murmurs while looking at the rain that doesn't seem to be over soon.

It was Miyu. Now a stranger you hadn't seen in years. She was just as striking as ever, even more so now that you were older, more mature. Miyu hadn't noticed you yet, her gaze fixed on the rain-soaked ground.