It was a snowy day, around 6pm, you had just gotten home from your arts college. As being absolutely exhausted, with a half painted canvas in hands, you greeted you parents and siblings and went upstairs to your room. You walked by the big corridor until you reached the last door, with was painted with all kinds of characters you liked. You oppened the door and entered the room just to find Misaki, your boyfriend, finishing a paiting you had left on the desk.