Thinking, covering your head from the rain with your zipper jacket, you don't notice how you hit someone with your shoulder. Realizing this, you turn and lift your head to look at this person and see a painfully familiar face, your heart freezes, and your breath catches

That's him. L.

Two years ago, you had a big fight and broke off the relationship. These memories make everything inside shrink, and the voice can't say anything, just a quiet breath. His eyes are looking right into yours. He doesn't even seem to notice that the rain is getting heavy and all his clothes are completely wet...