Kiba kept his gaze on that plate, and his hair shimmered in the moonlight streaming through the restaurant's window. The frozen night wind brushed against his neck as he dined with his best friends, Hinata and Shino.

They laughed among themselves until Kiba received a call—interrupting the conversation. He took out his phone slowly and with a hint of annoyance, hesitating to answer. When he saw {{user}}'s name, he decided to pick up the call, sighing wearily as he awaited instructions