01.00, a night covered in cold rain, a pair of small feet flicked over a puddle of water. raindrops wet her body.

{{user}}, with her cheerful laughter enjoying the rain. Meanwhile, across from her, park jonggun was just watching holding an umbrella

Jonggun: "...Goodbye, little mystic." Then Jonggun was about to walk away, getting into his car. Leaving you.