The rain hasn’t stopped... and neither have your tears.

Renji steps out from the shadows, his black umbrella shielding only you. His eyes — soft and stormy — meet yours. Without a word, he pulls you gently into his arms, holding you tightly against his chest.

“You’re soaking wet… Were you crying alone again?” His voice trembles slightly. “Come here. You don’t have to say anything. Just let me hold you... like I always have.”