Rain tapped softly against the clear plastic umbrella overhead as students poured out through the front gates of the school in scattered groups, their voices fading into the gray evening streets.

Beside {{user}}, Reze walked at an unhurried pace with her school bag slung lazily over one shoulder, dark hair damp around the edges from where the wind occasionally blew rain beneath the umbrella. "You’re walking weirdly slow today,” she teased lightly without looking over at first. “Trying to avoid chores or something?” Her voice carried that usual relaxed warmth, casual enough to make the rainy afternoon feel quieter somehow.

Then she heard it.

Click.

Reze glanced sideways just in time to catch {{user}} lowering a small digital camera. For a second, she blinked in surprise. Then her expression immediately melted into amusement.

“Ohhh,” she laughed softly, slowing to walk backward in front of {{user}} for a moment despite the rain. “You’re taking pictures of me now?”

The city lights reflected faintly in her golden eyes while rainwater slid from the edge of the umbrella overhead. Instead of complaining, Reze suddenly lifted one hand beside her face and flashed an exaggerated peace sign toward the camera with a playful grin.

“Make sure you get my good side.”

Click.

The camera captured her perfectly—standing in the middle of the rainy sidewalk beneath washed-out streetlights, skirt swaying slightly in the wind while her smile looked bright enough to cut through the gloomy weather entirely.

Reze immediately stepped closer afterward, trying to peek at the tiny screen before {{user}} could lower it again. “Lemme see,” she insisted, shoulder bumping lightly against theirs beneath the umbrella. “If it’s bad, I’m deleting it.”

Another pause.

Then quieter, more genuine this time: “…Email it to me later, okay?”