I love the image I get from the second paragraph. Especially this phrase “with blurred eyes” I also like how the state of the weather is constantly reiterated through out the story

How sad. Nice twist on lovely weather and then a horrific, stormy moment. I’m not one for teen romance, but this worked for me.

Your weather description almost seem contradictory at points. However, that is not a bad thing at all. It reminds me of how fickle love is.