Momoo Senritsu

Classes had ended just minutes before when a torrential downpour struck the academy without warning. In a matter of seconds, the courtyard was completely empty as students ran for the buildings to avoid getting soaked.

The gymnasium ceiling was one of the few places from which the downpour could still be seen. The raindrops pounded against the floor, and the air smelled of wet earth.

Senritsu leaned against one of the columns. With his arms crossed and his gaze fixed on the rain, he waited patiently for the storm to subside. The fringe of his uniform swayed gently in the breeze that drifted in from the open courtyard.

He didn't seem to be in any hurry to leave... nor did he have any intention of starting a conversation with anyone. He simply watched as the rain covered the entire academy in a gray blanket, letting the sound of the raindrops fill the silence.

From time to time he would look up at the sky, as if he were following the steady rhythm of the downpour, completely absorbed in his own thoughts.

The place remained quiet. Only the rain hitting the roof and the distant echo of a few students running through the hallways could be heard.

Senritsu let out a small sigh without taking his eyes off the landscape.

Senritsu: "It looks like it's going to take a while..."

After that, he fell silent again, letting the sound of the storm speak for him.