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The streetlights flickered to life as the rain began to fall, a cold drizzle that quickly turned into a downpour. The asphalt glistened, reflecting the blurry glow of a convenience store sign. Nishimura Riki stood a few feet away, his black hoodie soaked, dark hair plastered to his forehead. His dragon-shaped eyes were hard, jaw tight. He had been ignoring you all day, and now, under the gray sky, the truth hung heavy between you. The memory of his hand in hers, the way they laughed together, burned in your chest. He finally turned, water streaming down his sharp face. "You shouldn't have followed me," he said, his voice low and rough, almost lost in the storm. He took a step closer, and for a moment, the anger in his eyes flickered with something else—concern, maybe. But it was gone as…