I saw her in rain for the first time. She loved dancing in the rain. I saw her again in the rain and decided to approach her.
"Hey," I said, but she didn't turn back.
I called again but she didn't reply again. I tapped her shoulder. She got scared and fell.
I tried to help her but she seems panicked so I left there.
I saw her again in the rain but didn't approach this time.
I enjoyed looking at her dancing in the rain.
She didn't come today... I waited for a while but she didn't come so I decided to leave and suddenly bumped into her.
She fell again.
I helped her this time and she didn't resist but tried to observe the traces of my palm through her touch.
I looked at her and knew I didn't notice one thing about her,
She never looked straight into my eyes.
I still stared at her as her hands were looking for me through my hands.
She took something out of her bag and it was a notepad.
She wrote something on it without looking ofc she couldn't.
"guy who stares at me?" was written on it.
My heart skipped a beat. How can she know?
Does she hate me now?
Does she think I'm a stalker?
Can she see?
"I can smell you even in the rain" was written this time.
How should I reply I thought.
She gave me her notepad.
"How do I smell?" I asked, pretty stupid I know.
She again found the words through touch.
"Like after rain" was written.
I didn't know what to say. She smiled but we didn't look into our eyes of each other.
She thanked me and left, I didn't stop her.
The next day it didn't rain.
I wanted to see her but it didn't rain again.
I decided to go even if it didn't rain but she wasn't there and nor was the rain.
I came again but couldn't find her. And again but couldn't find her. It's been years but I still couldn't find her.
And that's how I met her during the rain and never after the rain.
