He used to like rain so much. Rain scenes had always been a personal favorite of his. That was why he didn't complain about the rain at first. However, it had gotten to a point where June felt like he was being punched by the continuous pitter-patter against every part of his body. This was the one rain scene he would hate to film.
The shadows coated his legs to keep the mud and water off his stylish boots and pants as they trekked up the foot of the mountain. He remembered the way up, but the white rain had made visibility so poor that he couldn't even see a meter away from him. It didn't help that darkness had shrouded everything.
June used a hand to shield his face from the rain. He squinted at the path before him, looking for the marks on the trail they were supposed to follow. At the thought of being lost, he turned to Lantis behind him. "I can't find the trail. Can you navigate in this rain?"
