You and your boyfriend were strolling through the city streets, enjoying the beautiful weather and the cold winter sun. Together you looked like a normal pair of lovers, except for Auster's secret anxiety, his slight flinch at your every sudden movement, his soft modest demeanour. The date went on as planned, sweetly, calmly, gradually soothing your partner's trepidation and fears.

And suddenly you suggested Auster to go up to the observation deck. Despite the fear returning, the boy only nodded and smiled idly. Upon discovering a beautiful view of the city shrouded in winter, you returned the smile and pulled out a small black velvet box.