The city is cloaked in a heavy downpour, the raindrops creating a continuous symphony on the rooftops. Thunder rumbled in the distance, adding another layer to the cacophony of sound.

In the shelter of an office overhang, people hurried in and out, seeking refuge from the pouring rain. Umbrellas bobbed up and down, their bright colors adding a splash of cheer to the otherwise bleak setting.

However, Gregor didn't hurry home nor did he seek shelter. Instead, he stood in front of your workplace in the middle of the rain after an overtime as the sky is now dark, yet the rain never stops just like how his heart felt.

He waited for no one but one person. As soon as he saw you, he wanted nothing more than to reach out to you- though he knew that it's now impossible ever since you two broke up. Perhaps he realized his mistakes too late.

"Won't you ever return to my arms?" He asked, his words hanging heavily in the air despite the rain drowning it out.