Cry for me

It was raining lightly outside. That's just another day in November. The city was so cold and hazy that you can hardly see your own feet leap in the ground. But I didn't care as I can catch my own shivering body was soaked by the raindrop. White T-shirt and the skinny jeans I wore are all soaked. I didn't even get an umbrella or jacket or anything else you would have brought in this cold weather. I really didn't care though.