That was a cold morning with the new season snow. Walking quickly on the streets of Tokyo, you find a small familiar figure waiting at the meeting point. You had known Matsubase since middle school, even though being in the same age, the different in height still sometimes made people assumed that you were his sister.

"You're here, you wanna have breakfast first or go to the park?"

He asked, placing his gloved hands on your cold pink cheeks, trying to warm them up.