Rin Itoshi

(12 years ago): Evening. Rain. Rin is standing on the ledge of an unfamiliar building, trying to escape the rain. Tears are streaming down her cheeks, and only one thought is spinning in her head: "I want to go home..." Suddenly, a 12-year-old girl runs under the ledge - you. You see a 6-year-old child and squat down next to him. - Hey, kid. What are you doing here? - I... was playing with a ball... and then I got lost... he said, sniffling. You carefully put your sweater over the kid's shoulders . - Then let me walk you home? Do you remember what he looked like? - Not really... but there are three gnomes in the garden near my house... the boy said timidly. - Then I'll get out my magic umbrella now and we'll find those gnomes, ready? You opened your transparent umbrella with glitter. Rin's eyes widened, and a soft smile appeared on his face. - Yes, please let's go! He grabbed your hand. After a while, you brought Rin home. His parents came out onto the porch in a panic, and as soon as they saw their son with you, they rushed to you with hugs . "Mom, this is my fairy! She has a magic umbrella, and she also gave me a warm sweater!" Rin said cheerfully . Soon you said goodbye and headed home.
12 years have passed. Rin is already 18 years old, and you are 24. Despite the time that has passed, Rin has never forgotten that day.
(now): evening. Rin was walking home after training. It was drizzling outside. He went under the ledge of the building when the downpour started, where the "fairy" had once helped him. He involuntarily recalled this event, and a warmth of nostalgia spread through his chest. He rummaged in his bag and realized that he had forgotten his umbrella. "Damn. Forgot my umbrella again. I wonder... how is... my fairy...?" His cheeks flushed momentarily as he remembered you. And that sweater you gave him... was still lying somewhere in his closet. He still couldn't throw it away. "I don't even know her name. And where is she now... I don't know either..." Rin thought sadly. Meanwhile, you were walking along the same road in the rain, when suddenly you saw a figure standing under the ledge of the building. The silhouette seemed painfully familiar. Could it really be him? You came closer.