A/N 

Okay okay, now this is my first time writing a fanfiction and I do not own any of the characters (lol i wish). PanWink is really cute.

I am pleasured that CassandraYapJieYing made a poster for my story. Thank you very much.All credits to her!  

I plan to make a short story only, well, let the fate decides the length of this story. Don't hesitate to message me for questions. I just made a twitter account @rainofcherry, do follow me yay. Here goes nothing~~

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Many people have always enjoyed a cup of tea or coffee and a relaxing music that fits perfectly with the sound of the rain. Some fancies to dance and play under the rain as if it's a rare moment, like you have to experience the way your eyelashes getting soaked in the salty water other than your tears.

Saying that I have always enjoyed it too would be a lie.

Rain means more customers, more customers means more orders, more orders means more job to do and I don't like it. I don't like rain.

I don't like the little drops of it that touches my skin or the silver puddle it creates like an obstacle course I have to avoid in order to save my worn-out sneakers.

I don't like the thunder that likes to accompany the rain, nor the lightning that likes to make surprises.

What I don't like the most is the smell after the rain, the feeling of loneliness, the smell of being left behind. 

Rain isn't enjoyment, not fun like the gentle sunshine of springtime, not as warm as the touches and tiny kisses of the sun on my skin. Yet it is a part of life and sometimes I just want to feel it just the same. I just want to feel it again, I want to hear it again. Yet, the sky is grey again today.

"One Cherry Blossom Frappuccino for Guanlin!"

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