A puff of air from your lungs warms the iciness in the air for a moment as you sit on the cold tiles of the balcony in the student dormitory— Even though the azure moonlight taunts at you to rest & sound of cicadas echo in your ear, you exhale a sigh of solace again.

“isn’t it a bit late to be out?”, you look over your shoulder & muster a tired smile at Suguru as he tilts his head at you.