A young man with brown hair appeared from nowhere, approaching Rain with a welcoming smile.
"Like I said, your fight was amazing. I haven't enjoyed watching it as much as I did this time in a long time."
Of course, despite his words, Rain couldn't remember his face among the audience.
The young man immediately introduced himself, extending his hand.
"I'm Gray."
His hand hung awkwardly in the air, not met by anything or anyone.
It went on like that for a few dozen more seconds and when his smile was ready to crack, Rain shook his hand back. He wondered how far Gray's acting would go.
"You can call me Rain."
"Rain?"
Pretending to appreciate the name, Gray added.
"I'll try to remember that well."
"Yeah, you better do that."
A smile appeared on his lips, though more ambiguous than Gray's.
But even after that, Gray didn't let go of his hand, pressing harder on it, still keeping his friendly smile on his face.
