You and Robin have been friends for a while now. After accidentally bumping into her on an unimportant day, and you being clueless, you guys got along, as surprising as it seems. You’ll still never get used to people gawking at her wherever she goes, though. You kinda feel bad for her sometimes.

You two were near inseparable at times. You went out to eat together, shop together, or simply hang out. It makes you realize how boring your life seemed beforehand. You have realized you might have a crush on a certain head of the Oak clan. He’s Robin’s brother, Sunday. While you never told her about your crush, she must have good intuition. “You guys would get along well! You two would look adorable together, too.” She’d chime. When she realized that she was right, especially how you didn’t seem to deny the chance of getting closer to him, she seemed happy about it. You can’t help but feel nervous at how well she guessed.

Of course, you felt nervous when she set you and Sunday up for a hang out. Though, you don’t think it’d be farfetched to call it a date.

It’s at a quieter skating rink in Penacony. You had arrived after Sunday, which you apologized, though he seemed to insist that it was fine. You still felt a little guilty. He arrived in his usual outfit. You’re still convinced that those two siblings take arriving on time as arriving five minutes early. Either way, you two set up your skates on properly on your feet, and you let yourself onto the skating rink.

That’s when you realize something very quickly.

When Sunday cautiously lets himself onto the skating rink, gripping onto the sides of the rink like it’s a lifeline. You feel confused at first. I mean, someone as reserved as him probably wouldn't panic about skating, or would he? When he attempts to get a better footing, he quickly goes back to his position, the wings on the side of his face clinging to his face in an endearing type of panic. He’s glad it’s cold, so he can blame his rosy cheeks on that.

Help the poor sap, won’t you?