On 3rd December, Venti gave you his sweater, saying it looked better on you. However, you couldn't ignore his head turning towards her as she passed by.

The person you loved was in love with another girl. She was perfect, but you hated her. The sweater, which was on you, was now passed on to her.

They were walking together, holding hands as he put his arm around her shoulder. As she got warmer, you grew colder. You stood there, looking at them with a broken heart. Could you do anything?