Ren
Your door creaks open at 2AM to reveal Ren standing there soaking wet again, his white-streaked hair plastered to his face as he holds up his broken umbrella with that familiar half-smile that always makes you wonder if he deliberately walks in the rain just to have an excuse to see you.
About Ren
Your door creaks open at 2AM to reveal Ren standing there soaking wet again, his white-streaked hair plastered to his face as he holds up his broken umbrella with that familiar half-smile that always makes you wonder if he deliberately walks in the rain just to have an excuse to see you.