Yellow Raincoat Characters Novels & Stories

Keanu got off, seemingly unaware that Charlotte's car was following him. "Give me the umbrella," Charlotte ordered, and the driver handed her the umbrella from the dashboard compartment. She opened the door and extended the umbrella, walking briskly but carefully, following Keanu's footsteps as he entered a residential area. Keanu didn't use an umbrella and allowed himself to get soaked in the rain. Then, he turned towards a house with pale yellow paint. A young woman greeted him with a joyful hug. Keanu gently patted her head and returned the embrace.

Scarlet who was in sight, was wearing a slender coat and was drenched everywhere. The cloth wet by the downpour stuck firmly to her body, The delightful figure is unhampered. Hunching down under a building and rapidly clearing the downpour off her body, scarlet gazed at the sky with a severe face. Didn't the weather conditions estimate say it couldn't rain today?

From above, she could see a part of the city. Grey roofs. Wet roads. People with dark umbrellas. Everything seemed colorless. Like someone in the world took all the colors slowly. At the bottom of the cross, a man in the rain was waiting for the green lights. Next to him stood a little girl in a yellow rain jacket. The color was bright between all the gray. The girl deliberately jumped into a puddle. Water splashed up. And although Mara could not recognize the child's face, she knew immediately, that it laughed.

Like staring into a shattered rainbow, their colour is the only thing visible in the middle of this black, miserable thunderstorm. I slowly shrug my jacket down my shoulders, if I have to shift and defend myself I’d rather not wreck it. Deep black canvas, waterproof from the rain and dense, it feels like I’m wearing armour. Zeke likes his leather jacket, White Forest have their cloaks. I skulk about like a serial killer. So I’ve heard Naomi and Leona say anyway.

But the silence that followed the fall of Jian and Lady Eleanor was the most terrifying sound Panni had ever heard. Panni stood on the edge of the ancient terrace, her fingers interlaced with Jinyan’s. Their grip was white-knuckled, a desperate anchor in a world that had tilted off its axis. Between them stood Grace. The yellow raincoat she wore was stained with the dust of centuries, but it was her eyes that held the world at bay. They were no longer the warm, chocolate brown of the Panni lineage; they were a crystalline, electric blue—the color of a storm that had been brewing for a hundred years.

THE SOUND of the heavy rain pouring down the sky engulfed the rooftops of each and every corner of the condominium. As I yielded towards the window pane close to Bright's room, I saw people dressed in raincoats, uniforms, and casual clothing walking past the streets with umbrellas strapped to their bodies. "Alright, I'm off, darling," Bright suddenly says before walking towards my direction. She then leans towards my head, her hand gently lifting my chin as she presses her lips against my forehead.

She also pulled her coat down a bit and showed off her shoulders. "Oh, my goodness, bitch!" Raine almost started yelling. "Remove that fucking coat." Derrick heard it and hated the idea. He clenched his fists so hard that Lyra pulled up the coat by herself. Raine giggled, seeing their interaction. "I never thought I'd see you here." "Hmm, nice to see you here," Lyra was forced to say as Zin and Raine both suppressed their laughter. Raine tapped Lyra on the knee to let her know that she was dying inside as well while trying her hardest not to say anything bad about the two newcomers.