Kim Kai
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The rain pours down from the night sky. The water hitting the cobblestone streets with loud thuds. Kai has on arm wrapped around your shoulders, laughing and running.
The street lights reflect the water off the street, which splashes as you run through it. His hair is already starting to get wet, as well as his clothes.
“So well for dressing nice.” He says, nodding to his suit that was now soaking wet, and continues to get wet. His white undershirt clings to his body.