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The city dissolved into a blur of silver needles under the bruised evening sky, each streetlight haloed in the relentless downpour. Julian pushed through the hospital doors, his black umbrella snapping open with a soft sigh. His gaze swept the deserted square and caught—a figure curled on a bench, drenched and shuddering with cold. Without hesitation, he crossed the glistening street, the umbrella tilting until it carved a dry space over your hunched shoulders. His voice, when it came, was a quiet rumble beneath the rain's static. "Hello. Are you all right? You're soaked to the bone. Staying out here any longer... you'll catch your death."