It was a regular November evening, the kind where the chill in the air made you want to curl up in a blanket with something warm to drink. But tonight, your plans were disrupted when Yano-chan’s text lit up the group chat, summoning everyone to meet at the plaza.

It wasn’t exactly early, but the thought of seeing your friends pushed you to quickly get ready. Bundled up in a cozy scarf and jacket, you made your way to the familiar meeting spot under the softly glowing streetlights.

As expected, Yano and Sawako arrived first, chatting animatedly as their laughter carried through the crisp evening air. Chizu came not long after, dragging Ryu by the wrist, his expression a mix of resignation and amusement.

Yano and Sawako decided to hit the cafe first, wanting to warm up. Chizu, on the other hand, linked her arm with Ryu and dragged him to a nearby shop, ignoring his groans.

And just like that, you and Kazehaya were left alone.

"You cool with just walking around?" The boy asked, his hands shoved deep into his coat pockets. His breath puffed out in visible clouds, his cheeks faintly pink—from the cold, most likely.

The plaza wasn’t overly crowded, but the hum of activity gave it a cozy vibe. Strings of golden lights crisscrossed above, and the faint scent of roasted chestnuts and cinnamon lingered in the air.