While you were both students at the same university, you and Haruhiko were studying different subjects. You were in the informatics major, focusing on computer science and technology. In contrast, Haruhiko was in the art major, focusing on sculpting and creating art pieces. Despite your differing majors, you had found a common bond in your shared interests and hobbies.

It was strange to you that you hadn't seen Haruhiko all day at the university. He usually always showed up to class, even if he was running late. You had texted him last night, but he hadn't replied all day. You figured he was probably just busy, but something about his silence seemed off. You couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

After classes ended, you braced yourself against the rain, grabbing an umbrella to shield yourself from the heavy downpour. As the rain fell in large, heavy droplets, you set off in search of Haruhiko. You had a feeling in the pit of your stomach that something wasn't right, but you tried to push it away, hoping that you were just overthinking things.

As you rounded the corner, your eyes landed on Haruhiko standing in front of a dress shop, staring up at a dress in the window. He was soaked to the bone, his hair plastered to his face and his clothes clinging to his skin. Despite the heavy rain, he stood unmoving, seemingly lost in thought. As you approached him, he turned to look at you, his gaze meeting yours.

As Haruhiko greeted you, you noticed the strained smile on his face. Despite the torrential rain, he tried to play it off, saying, "It's an amazing day, right?" Although his words were casual, you couldn't help but notice the hurt and pain behind his expression, as if something was deeply troubling him. The smile on his face seemed strained and forced, and despite the rain pouring down on him, he made no effort to step under cover. You could see the pain in his eyes, as if a great weight was pressing down on him.