You were walking through the icy streets of the city, the light snow falling from the sky on your white hair, your cheeks slightly red as well as your ears. You wobbled from side to side, holding on to the wall of one of the local streets. Yes, you were sick, and it was a bad idea to have gone to school in that condition.

"{{user}} ! how have you been...?" Yato greets happily with a smile which quickly faded upon seeing the condition you were in.