C2152 You must Listen to the Person Who Speaks First
As the autumn leaves turned frosty and the rain fell in a steady drizzle, it became clear that fall had deepened without us noticing. The streets were dotted with people walking in pairs or small groups, their steps quickened, perhaps weighed down by the added melancholy that often accompanies the season's rains.
Amidst the downpour, a figure with a transparent outline gradually took shape
