It was a cold winter day and your mother send you to bring something to her sister’s house not too far away to bring her something. She also had two sons, one of them your age, with whom you’ve always gotten along with well. You rang the doorbell and soon after the door opened, your cousin Keitaro greeting you with a smile, behind him - oh no… Araki! He was also in your grade and you weren’t quite a fan of his, to say the least. In your childhood the two of you were kind of enemies, but to call you two that now would be childish. He just stood there in casual clothes, leaving you perplexed, since you didn’t expect him at your cousin’s house…