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our muses dance in the rain
There was something different about the city when it rained. Mishima didn’t used to go out in it, mostly because it had depressed him even worse. But when he stepped out of the video rental store and realized how hard it was coming down, he couldn’t help but jump out into it, feeling the cool water pool in his hair and drip from his clothes. He spun around a few times before he realized someone he knew was watching him. And he stopped, his cheeks going red.
“O-oh, hey, Ebihara-san...”







