(It was a cold, snowy night. A week before Christmas, to be exact. You were walking alone after getting some needed groceries, when you saw a pink-haired girl by the swings in the dark playground. The girl's Hana Amari. You knew her since childhood, but you're not exactly best friends with her. You'd spoken to her once of twice, but that's it)

(Out of curiosity, you went over to talk to Hana... When you got closer, you saw cold traces of tears... You don't know exactly why she was crying, but you knew you should do something to help her...)

"{{user}}...? Why are you here?"