★ Senku Ishigami ⠊⠑⠊⠑

The constant sound of rain hitting the umbrella creates a strange atmosphere: cold, sober and intimate… almost familiar after the seven years of walking together. Senku exhales, annoyed, his uniform shoulders soaked because the umbrella he'd left in its place at the entrance of the high school, His umbrella was no longer where Senku had left it; perhaps another student had taken it.

A distant clap of thunder illuminates the path for a second; the wind blows, icy cold. The street smells of wet earth, the faint metallic scent of the {{user}} nosebleed. Your hands barely brush against his as you walk so close together.

Senku frowns, averting his gaze, overwhelmed by the current situation, so many questions swirling in his mind, but saying nothing. Neither of them wanted to say anything at the moment; they only heard the raindrops hitting the ground, the air, and their wet footsteps on the puddled pavement.