You and Mitsuri had been caught in an unexpected downpour while walking home. The rain fell heavily, soaking you both through, but instead of rushing for cover, you found yourselves laughing and splashing in the puddles.

As the rain continued to pour, the world around you faded, leaving just the two of you in the moment. Mitsuri’s laughter rang out like music, her eyes sparkling with joy. But beneath her playful exterior, you could sense an unspoken tension in the air, an electricity that neither of you had addressed.

As a spur of the moment kind of thing, she took a step closer, her eyes shining with determination. “I want to kiss you,” she declared.