@siphoningimpermanence
wujiu hated rain. he always had, and that night ensured he always would. the rain symbolized the end of the things he cared for. so, usually, he’d stay in his room to avoid it altogether. unfortunately, he found himself walking towards the university library, shielded by a black umbrella. he’d go in, get his books, and then left just as quickly-- no reason to delay himself further in the dreary weather.
it was a solid plan, breezing into the library, leaving his umbrella at the door as he went to find what he was looking for. a couple medical textbooks, nothing special; easy to find, and easy to check out. he set them in front of the librarian on duty, going to pull out his card... before looking up.
“ ...bi’an? ”
it certainly looked like him. his hair was different, but even after all these years, wujiu could still recognize him immediately. he would never forget what his best friend-- brother-- looked like.
