(miniflash story)

In a city alleyway, Lilia, deep in dark thoughts, was complaining about the rainy night.

Suddenly, a mysterious stranger who appeared from the shadows approached her from the side and said: “Are you looking for relief, my dear?” Lilia’s heart fluttered, and she thought it was fate, but he only offered her an umbrella. She failed in love again, as if instead of a strong storm, a drizzle had sprinkled on her.