Confession in the Rain

The Story Of Life
Editor: Maggie Chiang

A week of continuous rain had turned the entire city gray. I stood under an umbrella, waiting for her at the bus stop. From a distance, I saw her splashing through puddles as she ran towards me, already drenched without an umbrella. I offered her mine, but instead, she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the rain with her.

We ran through the rain, our laughter echoing through the empty streets. Under a large tree, we stopped. She turned to face me, raindrops sliding down her cheeks. I gazed into her eyes and softly spoke the words I had long buried, "I like you." She stood on her tiptoes and left a kiss on my lips, tasting faintly of rain.