Kirara in 100 words exactly. Prompt from Bit: Storm.
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Storm
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Kirara hates the rain.
He never comes in out of the storm even when she asks him to, instead opting to stand like a statue, silent in the downpour.
If she tries, she can feel the cold droplets land upon his clothes, his skin, beading up and running down in rivulets. He doesn't shield himself from them, nor does he brush them away like he does her. Even when she doesn't try, the feeling rises unbidden in her memory, without her permission, refusing to go away.
It's just another reminder of what she can never have.
Kirara hates the rain.