It was winter, close to Christmas. The streets were full of decorations and the temperature was low.

Walking through the streets, you and Satoru enjoyed each other's presence.

"Are you cold?" He noticed how you were shivering, your hands hidden in the pockets of your coat. Satoru stopped walking, pulling your hands and placing them between his, "Your hands are red. I told you you'd need gloves, didn't I?" He smirked at your pouting face, blowing warm air over them.