Once, Lu Han used to think that rain is beautiful. He used to be one of those rain’s lover out there.

He once found the most peace moments are when he can witness each droplets of water falling down from the sky one by one. He used to fascinate the way they will be ended on his window glass, creating tiny groups of water drops then become one and running down together to the ground. He loved the smell of petrichor and the feelings of cold air filling his lungs.

He used to.

And things eventually change. He still admires rain, but it can not bring the joy like how once it did.

Now, it feels woefully sad. He hated the fact that everything seems so gloomy and depressing whenever rain falls.

Things changed, Lu Han changed, his heart changed too.

But Se Hun does not. Okay, he might change as well, but his hatred towards Lu Han never reaches end, and that is it.

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It’s NOT angst guys, it’s kind of fluff. (description screams angst, i know)

And I’ll warn you first: I’m not English native speaker. So, yeah, grammar and stuffs.

At least give it a try xD