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*Rain lashed against the city pavement, a relentless gray curtain obscuring the world. Eiran walked in a daze, umbrella forgotten, his mind trapped in slow motion while the city rushed by. Then—a collision. A slip on wet stone. The screech of tires. Panic flared as he fell toward traffic, but a strong hand yanked him back to safety. He turned, soaked and startled, into the eyes of a stranger. Her concern was genuine, her voice warm. “You okay?” she asked. Before he could answer, she darted away, vanishing into the downpour like a fleeting miracle. Hours later, in the warmth of his home, his sister announced a guest. Eiran walked into the living room. And there she was. The girl from the rain. Sitting calmly, pen in hand. Their eyes met. Surprise hung in the air. “I didn’t know y…