A Rainy day in my life

It was raining again.

Shion walked to school with his umbrella, head lowered, his eyes dull and distant.

There was something heavy in the way he moved — like every raindrop carried a memory he couldn’t escape.

When he reached the classroom, he quietly sat down beside an empty chair.

He stared at it for a long moment before turning his gaze away.

A few of his friends noticed. Their smiles faded.

They walked up to him, trying to lighten the mood.

“Hey, Shion, come on man… don’t be like that,” one of them said with a half-smile.

But Shion didn’t even look at them.

“Just leave me alone,” he muttered.

They exchanged helpless looks and stepped back, whispering among themselves.

> “He’s still broken…”

“Maybe he just needs time.”

“No—he’s changed since that day.”

Shion could hear every word.

He clenched his fists under the desk, trying to stay calm, but the whispers didn’t stop.

Finally, he snapped.

He slammed his hand on the table and shouted,

> “Just shut up! Stop talking about me like I’m not here!” " You think I dont already know hiw broken I am ?! You think I need you to remind me every single time?! Stop pretending to care !! "

The whole class went silent.

No one said a word after that.

When the day finally ended, the rain was still falling.

One of his classmates saw him walking alone on the road —

his uniform wet, his eyes red, his steps slow.

And then they realized…

he was coming back from the graveyard.

The next morning, he came to school as usual, but said nothing. He quietly walked into the classroom and beside that empty chair. Outside the rain kept falling. Day after day , Shion came to class always sitting in the same place , beside the empty chair. He never missed a single day, even though every drop of rain reminded him of someone. The whole week the weather stayed gary, cold and wet.

One quite afternoon, Shion sat beside Rui hanane ( his friend) Grave the sky covered with grey clouds. He brushed his fingers over her name and whispered his voice trumbling

"You know… I’ve never let anyone sit in your chair. Not even once. It’s still empty — just like this part of my heart.”

He smiled faintly, but his eyes were filled with pain.

> “I miss you, Rui… every single day. The rain never stopped reminding me of you.”

As the drops fell harder, memories began to flood his mind —

that first day he met her.

It was raining heavily that day. Shion was walking down the street with his umbrella when he noticed a girl standing under a tree, completely drenched. Without saying much, he quietly walked up to her and held out his umbrella.

“You’ll catch a cold if you stay like this,” he said softly.

The girl looked up, surprised, and hesitated for a moment before taking the umbrella. “Thank you…” she whispered shyly.

The next day at school, during the introduction of new students, the teacher called out, “Everyone, please welcome our new student — Rui Hanane.”

As Rui stepped into the classroom, her eyes widened in surprise. She saw Shion sitting near the window — the same boy who had helped her yesterday in the rain.

After class, Rui walked up to him, a little nervous but smiling.

“It was you yesterday, right? The one who helped me with the umbrella,” she said softly. “Thank you so much… I’ll return it tomorrow.”

Shion blinked in surprise, realizing she remembered him. For a second, he didn’t know what to say — he just scratched his neck awkwardly and looked away.

“It’s fine,” he said quietly. “You can keep it until the rain stops.”

Rui smiled a little wider. “Still, I’ll return it tomorrow,” she replied, her voice light.

The next day rui came to school early and gently placed the umbrella on his desk.

One afternoon, the class room was filled with silence and confused faces. The teacher had just finished explaining a difficult topic but almost no one seemed to understand it expected shion. After class Rui walked up to him with two of her friends .

"Could you maybe explain the lesson again we didn't really get it"

shion glanced up from his notebook one eyebrow slightly raised "You want me to teach you ? Didn’t expect that from new student" he said with a light grin.

Rui nodded a little unsure. "I couldn’t understand what the teacher explained " she said.

He stood up, picked up her notebook, "You’re over complicating it" he said smoothly. As he explained,h his tone confident. Rui listened closely, impressed by how easily he made things sound simple.

When he finished, Shion handed her notebook back. “There. Got it now?”

Rui smiled, relieved. “Yeah… I think I do. You’re really good at this.”

Shion smirked slightly. “Told you. I’m not just good-looking, you know.”

Her friends giggled behind her, and Rui turned red. “I-I didn’t say that!”

Shion chuckled, waving a hand. “Relax, Miss Rainy Day. I’m just joking.”

After a while, Shion stirred.

He slowly opened his eyes, blinking in confusion as he saw her sitting there.

> “Rui…?” he murmured, voice low and a bit tired.

She quickly stood up.

> “You were burning with fever,” she said softly. “So I… cleaned a little, and made sure you were okay.”

Shion sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his neck.

> “You cleaned all this?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Didn’t think anyone could survive this mess.”

Rui smiled a little. “Someone had to.”

He gave a short laugh, shaking his head.

> “You’re braver than I thought,” he said lightly. “Most people would’ve just run away.”

Rui shrugged. “I couldn’t just leave it like that.”

Shion leaned back with a faint grin.

> “Well… thanks,” he said sincerely. “You didn’t have to do all this, but I appreciate it.”

She smiled softly. “You always help others in class. I just thought it was fair.”

He glanced toward the window where the rain still fell.

> “You and the rain again,” he said with a quiet chuckle. “It’s like it never leaves you alone.”

“Yeah, maybe it follows me because it knows you’ll show up with another umbrella.”she said teasingly.

Shion laughed, shaking his head. “You’re impossible.”

Rui grinned, and for the first time in days, the sound of their laughter mixed with the gentle rhythm of the rain.

After that day things slowly changed between them. Shion and Rui began spending more time together,working on school projects, studying after school and helping each other whenever they could. Sometimes,rui would stop by his house after school. She would help him organise his notes, bring him something to eat. As days passed, Shion and Rui began spending more time together after school. Sometimes they went on short drives in Shion’s old car — just wandering without a destination, letting the wind and music fill the silence between them. Rui would rest her head near the window, watching the sky turn golden, while Shion quietly smiled beside her. Those small trips became their little escapes — moments where everything felt lighter, quieter, and somehow… perfect . At school, everyone knew them.

They were “Shion and Rui,” the pair that always sat together, helped others with homework, and shared one umbrella whenever it rained.

“Look at them again,” one student whispered with a grin. “Always together.”

Another laughed softly, “Yeah, they even fight like an old married couple.”

Shion overheard them and just smiled faintly. Rui nudged him playfully.

> “See? We’re getting famous,” she joked.

He chuckled.

> “Famous, huh? Guess we should start charging for autographs.”

They both laughed, their voices blending with the sound of the rain outside.

But as Shion looked at her smile, something in his chest tightened.

> “You know,” he said quietly, “people say every attachment ends in pain.”

Rui looked at him, puzzled.

> “Then let’s just hope ours never ends,” she replied softly.

He smiled again — not knowing those words would haunt him forever.

One rainy afternoon, they were returning from a picnic, still laughing about something silly Shion had said. The wipers moved back and forth, the rain falling harder now, blurring the road ahead.

Suddenly, the car began to slide slightly on the wet road. Shion pressed the brakes — but nothing happened. His smile faded as panic flickered in his eyes.

> “The brakes… they’re not working,” he muttered, trying again, harder this time.

Rui’s laughter stopped. “What—what do you mean?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Shion tried to stay calm, though his heartbeat was hammering in his chest. His hands tightened around the steering wheel, the leather cold and slippery from the moisture on his palms. The car shook slightly as the tires splashed through puddles, sending waves of muddy water to the sides. He could barely see the road now — everything outside was a blur of rain and flashing streetlights.

“Rui, listen to me,” he said, his voice low but urgent, eyes locked on the road ahead. “We’ll be fine… I’ll handle it.”

Rui looked at him, trying to believe him, but her reflection in the window showed her fear — pale face, trembling lips, and wide eyes that searched for hope. The rain pounded harder, drumming against the roof like a heartbeat that matched their fear.

Shion pressed the brake again — nothing. The pedal sank uselessly under his foot. His jaw tightened, frustration flickering across his face. “Come on, stop… please stop,” he whispered under his breath. He glanced at Rui again — she was clutching her seatbelt, knuckles white.

The car began to skid slightly, the wheels losing their grip on the slick road. For a second, the world outside seemed to tilt — trees swaying, road curving, headlights reflecting off endless sheets of rain.

“Rui!” he said louder now, trying to sound confident even though fear was clawing inside him. “When I count to three, we’ll jump! Do you understand?”

She shook her head violently, tears mixing with raindrops on her cheeks. “I can’t, Shion! I’m scared!

" Please don’t say . You can do do believe in yourself "

He looked at her once more, his face filled with both fear and determination. “You have to, Rui. Trust me, okay? One… two… three—!”

Shion fell hard on the wet road. He rolled a little and hit his arm. Everything was spinning. He tried to lift his head as the rain fell on his face.

“Rui…” he called softly, his voice weak. “Did you jump?”

He looked toward the car — it was still moving fast. His eyes widened in fear. Rui was still inside. She hadn’t jumped.

“Rui! Jump!” he shouted again, but his voice was lost in the sound of the rain and thunder.

A few seconds later, the car hit an electric pole with a loud crash. Sparks flew into the air. Because the pole was wet, the wires started to burn. Soon, fire spread over the car.

Shion tried to get up and run to her, but his legs felt heavy. He fell again, his body hurting all over. “Rui…” he whispered one last time, tears mixing with the rain.

The fire grew brighter, and everything around him started to fade. The last thing he saw before closing his eyes was the burning car in the rain.

When Shion opened his eyes, everything felt heavy and blurry. The white lights above him hurt his eyes. For a moment, he didn’t understand where he was. Then he saw his friend standing beside his bed, eyes red from crying.

Shion’s voice cracked as he spoke, “Where’s Rui?”

His friend looked down, silent.

Shion’s heart started to race. “I asked you—where is Rui?!” he shouted, trying to sit up.

His friend still didn’t answer, tears rolling down his face. That silence broke something inside Shion.

He pulled off the wires and the drip from his arm angrily. Blood started to come out from where the needle had been, but he didn’t care. “Tell me where she is!” he cried, his voice shaking.

Before anyone could stop him, Shion jumped out of bed and ran out of the hospital. The rain had just stopped, but the sky was still dark. His hospital gown fluttered as he ran through the empty streets, his heart pounding in pain and fear.

When he reached Rui’s house, he froze at the gate. There were flowers outside… and people standing quietly.

His hands trembled as he stepped closer — and then he saw it.

A white coffin in the center of the room.

Shion stopped breathing for a moment. His mind went blank. The world around him felt silent, even though his heart was screaming inside.

Shion walked slowly toward the coffin, his breath shaking. The room felt cold and heavy, filled with quiet sobs and the sound of rain outside. Every step he took made his heart hurt more.

The coffin was closed, covered with white flowers. A single picture of Rui rested on top — her smile bright and full of life, the same smile that used to make every rainy day feel warm.

Shion stopped in front of it, staring at her picture. His eyes blurred with tears. For a long time, he said nothing. Then his voice broke the silence.

> “Why did you leave me, Rui…?”

His words trembled as he spoke again.

> “You said you’d trust me. I told you to jump… why didn’t you?”

His knees gave way, and he fell beside the coffin. Tears ran down his face, mixing with the blood still dried on his hand from the hospital. He hit the floor weakly, crying harder with every breath.

> “You always said the rain was your friend,” he whispered, his voice cracking, “but this time… the rain took you away from me.”

People around him watched, some turning away, some crying too. But Shion couldn’t stop. His world had ended.

He reached out, his fingers trembling as they touched the edge of the coffin.

> “You were supposed to stay,” he said softly. “We were supposed to drive again when it rained… laugh again… talk again…”

His shoulders shook as he bent forward, resting his head against the cold wood. His voice faded to a broken whisper.

> “Rui… I’m sorry. I should’ve saved you. Please… please come back…”

The room stayed silent. Only the sound of rain outside answered him — gentle, endless, like the sky was crying with him.

Present time in graveyard:

The rain fell gently, covering the graveyard in silence. Shion sat beside Rui’s grave, his head bowed, his hands resting on the cold stone. His lips moved slowly — he was talking to her, whispering words only the rain could hear.

No one knew what he said, but his trembling shoulders told enough.

His voice broke sometimes, as if he was answering someone who wasn’t there.

It felt like he was lost somewhere between memory and madness — still living in the days when she was alive.

The umbrella, the laughter, the accident — everything played in his mind again and again.

For him, Rui never truly left.

She was still there… in the sound of the rain, in the wind that brushed his hair, in the silence that followed his words.

The world had moved on.

But he hadn’t.