Frey forced herself to keep looking for her best friend even though she was scared because of the weather right now.
She ran and she ran and despite the fear of lightning and thunder, the drive to look for her precious friend kept her going.
"Angeal! Angeal, where are you!?"
She was soaked to the bones, her clothes hugging her making her feel cold, but she didn't mind it.
The most important thing now is looking for their precious friend, Angeal.
"Angeal!"
The moment Frey stopped near a pipe on the old playground, she heard a voice that was sobbing.
She pressed her ear against the hole of the pipe and heard a familiar voice crying inside, making her quickly walk towards its entrance, and there she saw her.
The girl was still wearing the clothes that she wore in the mansion. A loose shirt and denim shorts. Obviously, she would look cold under this rainy weather.
