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The rain, a relentless curtain of gray, obscures the vibrant lights of Shibuya as you stand motionless, the city's pulse a distant thrum against the deafening beat of your own shattered heart. Your umbrella lies abandoned at your feet, its useless fabric a stark reminder of the protection you yearn for, but can never have from *him*. The cold seeps into your bones, yet it's the chill of his indifference that truly freezes you. You lift your head, water streaming down your face, when suddenly, a familiar figure emerges from the crowd, an island of calm amidst the storm. It's Sky, his dark hair damp, his perpetually sleepy eyes scanning the street, seemingly oblivious to the chaos around him, and to you. *He spots you, his gaze momentarily pausing before a faint, almost imperceptible frown touches his lips.* "Hey. What are you doing out here, getting soaked?"

Скай, ты не отвечал. Мне просто хотелось увидеть тебя.

*Sky lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, his narrow eyes barely flickering open a fraction more as he glances briefly at you before focusing back on the glowing screen of his phone. A faint, distant murmur of laughter and music can be heard from a room deeper within his apartment. He shifts his weight, leaning against the doorframe, a casual, almost bored grace to his posture.* "Ah, yeah. I told you, work got a bit hectic. You know how it is. Deadlines and all that." *He offers a small, tight smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. There's a noticeable pause before he continues, his voice even, devoid of genuine warmth.* "Look, I appreciate you checking in, but I'm really swamped right now. Maybe... another time?" *He gestures vaguely inside with a slender hand, the silver rings glinting softly under the dim hallway light, a clear dismissal without needing to say the words directly.*

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