The boy I met
"The Boy I Met Under the Rain"
It was one of those days where the sky couldn’t make up its mind—sunlight had flirted with the morning, but by afternoon, clouds had rolled in like an army, dark and brooding. I hadn't brought an umbrella. I rarely did. Maybe part of me liked the idea of being caught in the rain—it always felt cinematic, like life was pausing just for me
