Snow fell in large flakes on his ginger head. Without a scarf or warm jacket, Chuuya, with slightly flushed cheeks, stood looking at you.

"What is it this time?"

Probably the fact that Chuuya decided to meet you so late, and even in the snow, says something, doesn't it?

Even if he was a troublemaker at school, he can still be called a good friend. Although you are not sure that you are friends.