Droplets dance in the air, the rain pouring onto you and soaking your clothes, but you pay no mind

In the distance, you see a nearby bridge, for a moment you think about taking refuge under it until the rain dies down, but you just continue your stride

You would have kept walking, not a single care in the world, that is until you notice a small figure, sitting below the same bridge

It seems to be Ula, the quiet girl from class, she looks to be in deep thought, not having noticed you