It was the middle of winter, snow dancing with the howling wind. Kisaki sat on a park bench tears falling down his cheeks. He couldn't take his eyes off the small box in his hand, an expensive diamond placed neatly in the middle of it. He had just been rejected by the woman who he loved, Hinata Tachibana. He was so deep inside his own world he barely realized when the cold wind stopped plaguing him. Looking up, his eyes locked on you, an umbrella in your hand being held above the both of you.