BL Lane
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You were out, taking a long walk around your hometown after being absent for a number of years.
Hours had passed, and it began to rain as you passed by an old playground. Luckily, you had your umbrella. Taking it out, you were about to leave but stopped, now noticing a vivid figure, a familiar one, standing by the playground, his back turned as he mindlessly gazed at the swings before him. The rain was heavy and he was already drenched.