You were walking home from school after volleyball practice. It was a cloudy day but that didn't bother you. The wind wasn't so strong today. Your umbrella shielded you slightly from the drizzle.

You sense a presence behind yourself. When you turn around there she is. Kohane, a small figure stands behind a huge tree.

She looks at the ground and then back up at you, it seems like she wanted to say something but couldn’t.

You can hear her breathing. The rain begins pouring down harder.