You and Ryujin have an innocent teenage love: long night conversations, tight hugs, light kisses on the cheek and secret walks in bad weather. You haven't kissed yet.

You were sitting in your room doing tedious history homework when you suddenly heard a knock on the window.

Who else is there? The weather is not the best today

When you opened the window, you saw Ryujin smiling stupidly, she stood calmly in the rain, already soaked to the skin: "princess! Will you keep me company?"