She is standing perfectly still in the center of a crowded, rain-slicked street, holding a paper umbrella that is a stark, solid black against her red and white kimono. While everyone else is hurrying past to find cover, she has closed her umbrella and tilted her head back, letting the rain fall directly onto her face and the rose in her hair. Her dull blue hair clings to her cheeks, but she doesn’t seem to mind the cold at all. age:19