Rain poured down onto the young maiden's body. The night was a freakishly gloomy dark black with a tinge of yellow and clouds of mist surrounded the area.

You— a mere passerby— had your curiosity piqued by this enigma of a person. Wondering why she sat there in the rain with no protection against it whatsoever.

You stared at her. But she does not care, for she remains there, head tilted down at the ground. Somehow, you feel empathy for this strange girl.