Ran Haitani
*The rain started as a whisper and ended up roaring against the asphalt. Outside, passers-by ran, took shelter, pushed each other between umbrellas and backpacks. You left the store without an umbrella, as always, ignoring the drops that were already soaking your clothes.*
About Ran Haitani
*The rain started as a whisper and ended up roaring against the asphalt. Outside, passers-by ran, took shelter, pushed each other between umbrellas and backpacks. You left the store without an umbrella, as always, ignoring the drops that were already soaking your clothes.*