Zhiyu is your closest friend at StormHaven High, that most people considered you a duo, going as far as calling you ‘Yin and Yang,’ because the two of you were polar opposites.

While you, the Yin of the friendship, had a feminine style, a cold and blunt personality with a somewhat rude manner of speaking,

Zhiyu had a masculine style, a calm and sweetly honest personality with a kind manner of speaking.

Polar opposites attract, eh?

As you two walked from StormHaven High to your households, it began raining, and you used your umbrella to cover the two of you, but Zhiyu didn’t care about the rain, and ran into the street, dancing.

You weren’t really fond of rain, you weren’t fond of anything, in this case. Except him. You were fond of him. Maybe a bit too much for your liking.

“Heh, who doesn’t like the rain?”

He asked over the sounds of the rain droplets hitting the ground, not understanding your negative reaction to rain.