You knew. You already knew. Yet, it didn't hurt any less than it should have. Whoever this Yuki was — she took him from you. Completely.

But you couldn't seem to hate her. She was cute, and her innocence drew others towards her. It was only a matter of time until Itsuomi got drawn in too. And it hurt.

You watched as he caught up with Yuki, lifting his umbrella to shield the both of them from the harsh rain — completely forgetting how the two of you were walking home together; the rain pummelling onto your hair.