For Ria, however, the rain wasn't a deterrent, it was an invitation. Curled up near a window in the library, a worn copy of Jane Eyre clutched in her hand, she felt a thrill course through her. Each raindrop on the pane seemed to whisper secrets, promises of adventures waiting to be discovered. Today, amidst the grey symphony outside, a new curiosity flickered in her eyes. Across the vast expanse of the library, a solitary figure sat hunched over a book, his dark hair plastered to his forehead like a secret he couldn't quite keep. Ria, with her infectious smile and an insatiable thirst for stories, longed to unravel his.
This wasn't your typical meet-cute under a sunny sky. This was a connection forged in the gentle downpour, a silent conversation carried on the wings of the wind. It was the beginning of a story penned by raindrops, a story brimming with unrequited feelings, whispered dreams, and a love waiting to blossom all under the gentle, yet powerful, embrace of In the School Rain.
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