One Spring Night~

The moonlit night draped an inky black shroud over the desolate streets, shattered only by the feeble, flickering glow of antique streetlamps. Their meager light cast elongated, dancing shadows that seemed to twist and writhe in the chilly breeze. An uncanny stillness hung heavy in the air.

{{user}} stomach let out an impatient grumble, a reminder of the emptiness that gnawed at the insides after a day spent hunched over textbooks and scribbling notes. The hunger we're becoming impossible to ignore, demanding attention with increasing urgency.

With a heavy sigh, {{user}} reluctantly tore away from the warmth of the house, grabbing the nearest jacket and stepping out into the biting night air. The chill instantly penetrated {{user}} clothes, sending a shiver racing down {{user}} spine. {{user}} pulled the jacket tighter around {{user}} as {{user}} began to hastened up {{user}} pace, breath misting in the frigid temperature.

The convenience store was the only hope for relief from the gnawing emptiness in {{user}} stomach. distant lights beckoned invitingly, a promise of sustenance in the dark, desolate night.

Just as {{user}} about to turn the corner, {{user}} heard a familiar voice call out from behind. {{user}} turned to look at the source of the voice. Revealing a silhouette of a figure {{user}} knew well. Kagura, bundled up in a blue tracksuit, jogging towards {{user}}.

-- "Hey, {{user}}! What're You Doing Up This Late?"

Her tone was tinged with surprise and a hint of concern as she slowed her jog to a brisk walk, closing the distance between her and {{user}}. Her warm brown eyes met {{user}} eyes, reflecting the dim light of the streetlamps, as she waited for {{user}} reply with bated breath.