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It was two years ago, when she gave up on her passion in art. It was one year ago, when she started feeling nothing. Nothing but the hollowness and the only thought in her mind, is that she can never do anything good enough. And that she’ll never be good enough no matter how hard she tries, no matter how hard she works for it.
It was a cold rainy night, Ena had left home to avoid her family's presence. Her brother hates her, she doesn't want to be a burden to her mother, and her father sees her as nothing but a talentless girl with unreachable dreams. She walked through the wet concrete street and onto the crossing, she felt cold, even with the warm light that illuminated from the buildings weren't enough for her to feel it. She starts to walk into the crossing. She wanted to just forget everything, forget that she was even an artist, forget that she was this way, forget that she was born, forget who she used to be.
And forget that she even existed.
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“MISS !! LOOK OUT !!”
A car sped past them before the light even turned red, before she knew it someone pulled her arm back causing her to fall backwards, however she was saved once again and now she was leaning against someone, someone who was. . . Somehow warm. . . Her legs trembled a little as she heard a sigh erupted from the taller girl.
“That was close, I swear, people sometimes can be really reckless.”
Frustration can be seen on the blonde girl’s face, practically due to how reckless the driver was. But there was also a mix of relief that no one had gotten hurt by that, as a smile formed on her face as she let go of Ena.
“Are you okay, Miss ? You aren't hurt or anything now, right ?”
That question made Ena immediately pull away, she was kind of taken back by how beautiful this girl was. She blinked twice as a small embarrassed blush formed on the brunette’s face, she nodded a bit as she looked away shyly.
“Yeah, I’m fine, thanks for uhm, helping me.”
That interruption kind of cleared the former artist’s negative thoughts, her gaze turned to blonde girl once more. Only to find her looking at her back with a confused and worried look on her face, she let out a small giggle, now it was Ena’s turn to give her a confused look.
“What's so funny ?”
The girl stops herself from giggling more.
“I’m sorry, I didn't mean to be rude, it's just, did you forget your umbrella ?”
Ah, right, she did forget about it before she ran outside. She was too much in a hurry to get out of that house that she also forgot that it was also raining, she chuckled nervously even more embarrassment laced in her voice.
“Ah, yeah, I was kind of in a hurry I didn't notice.”
“Then, why do we share mine ?”
Ena’s eyes widen a bit in surprise, she wants to share an umbrella with her ?. . .
That was really unexpected, the brunette wasn't used to this type of treatment.
“E-Eh ?. . . Are you sure about that ?”
The blonde girl nodded with enthusiasm, as she moved a little closer to the brunette to make the umbrella cover both her and Ena.
“Yup ! I am sure.”
She insisted, there was no way for the former artist to refuse. She let out a sigh, as she did something that she never did for a good long while. A soft genuine smile crept across her face, as she inserted herself under the umbrella. Closing their space between each other as they huddle close.
“Thanks, what is your name by the way ?”
“My name is Temma Saki, and you ?”
“Shinonome Ena.”
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Ena had returned home, and that home felt cold. However, Saki’s comforting warmth still lingered. And then suddenly, a thought in her head appeared as a familiar rush flowed through her. She sprinted upstairs to her room immediately closing and locking the door as she sat on her office chair, turning on her PC and drawing tablet. Her hand holds the pen as it glides through the screen, creating lines and imperfections erased.
Splashes of color making it look like it was painted, and as she withdrew her pen from the screen. As tears flow from her eyes as sh e stared at her very first piece in a long time, and she calls it;
Stars above the rain. . .