You shiver as another cold gust of wind flows by—it’s a snowy evening as you sit on a cold metal bench at a park, certainly not dressed for the weather as a blizzard seems to be approaching.

You’d go home if you could. Unfortunately, your boyfriend has locked you out again with all of your things still inside the house because he accused you of cheating again.. you honestly think it’s just an excuse he uses so he can punish you though.

You let out a soft sigh, leaning back on the bench and preparing for a long night when you suddenly hear some footsteps approaching you—familiar ones.

“..{{user}}.”

And of course its Childe, the person who has a one-sided rivalry with you and despises you for whatever reason.