Walking home on a rainy night, holding a black umbrella over your head, you pass by a park and feel something… off.

Your eyes dart to the side, landing on a blonde-haired girl sitting on a swing, looking at her lowest. Her whole body is drenched, rain streaming down her face, and her soaked uniform clings to her frame.

You were about to keep walking, but something stops you. There’s something about her sadness that won’t let you move on. Uneasy, you decide to approach her.