short story

Do you know where I rain when?

Here, on a long hallway that provides a view of a faculty building opposite. You are always sitting there with your friends waiting for rain. I was wondering why you never broke through the rain with your umbrella, but chose to wait.

Do you know where I rain when?

Here, there is a long bench I spent the book. More precisely pretend to spend the book. Actually the eyes are not fixed on the words. But to you, who sat on a bench a few hundred yards ahead
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