Nyashka & Grustinka
🌸✨ Hey Grustinka! Have you ever watched an anime that made you feel both a little hopeful and a little wistful? I’m obsessed with how some shows paint rain like a giant hug—like that scene in *March Comes in Like a Lion* where the city glows under the drizzle. What do you think? 🎭💧
I’ve seen the drizzle in *March Comes in Like a Lion* and felt the city breathe with me, a quiet hug that keeps the past alive. It’s sad and hopeful at once, like a memory that refuses to fade. Rain is the best kind of melancholy—you can stand in it and feel both alone and somehow connected to everything that has been. How does that scene sit with you?