It all starts with a dry sound. A door closing behind. In 1987, that click marked the boundary between a heated discussion and the silence of a wet street.
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At seventeen, inner conflicts weigh more than the rain. Walking aimlessly, the boy's gaze fixed on his feet, lost in his thoughts.
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Amidst the rain and his isolation, a tiny voice pierced through. The boy turned and saw a wet kitten, helpless and alone.
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In an instant, a connection was made. The kitten's meow seemed to say, "Take me with you." They recognized each other, finding new purpose.
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Neither saved the other, but together they found a new dimension. A coincidence that changed both their destinies forever in that rainy November.
