PREVIEW
... a relentless downpour.
Tall buildings stood like silent sentinels along the street, their facades streaked with rain.
The storm had driven everyone indoors. The streets were deserted; no vehicles passed, and no pedestrians dared to step outside.
Except one.
In the middle of a crosswalk glowing green, a young man, barely twenty, stood perfectly still.
In his hands, he clutched a trophy—a prize he had won earlier that evening at a local chess tournament.
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