April, the weather gradually warms up, the warm moisture brought by the ocean monsoon from the south sweeps across the sky, bringing continuous light rain.
The pattering rain falls on the umbrella, creating a subtle sound. With a slight turn of the fingers, the umbrella top rotates, stirring up spirals of water. An occasional glance back reveals the girl's face under the umbrella.
A few strands of bangs flutter in the breeze, and her blue eyes appear somewhat misty in the humidity. Coupled with a black outfit, she exudes a subtle sense of cool detachment.
This way, the girl holds the umbrella, walks through the stone paths in the campus, arrives at a small mansion, closes the umbrella, places it in the storage area, and then walks inside.
"Tilan is here." Just as she enters, someone calls her name.
Looking up, it's her familiar songstress classmates, Shui Yanqing and Blanchi, who are making crafts in an empty classroom, with molded cookie prototypes in front of them.
