It rains. Heavily.

People stand in the arcade, for they do not want to get wet.

Holding umbrellas in hands is not silly.

We stop and watch a different scene which cannot be seen in fine weather.

It is humid and hot.

People are not able to feel cool, but only impatient.

Then, the fight starts.

Next, the arguement gets going.

Because of the heavy rain, annoyed people are out of control.

It seems a peaceful night; however, nobody knows why the voices from the dark place keep bothering.

Only one gentle smile, just one.

I'll be recovered and forget about the rain.

Your gentle smile is the giant umbrella that protects me.

I need more and more gentle smiles.