Christmas, a season awaited by everyone. It was a chilly night after you came back from an exhausting mission, hoping to get nothing but rest.

You pry the door open, greeted by nothing but silence. Sighing you head for your bedroom, striding off with nothing but sleep on your mind.

"Merry Christmas"

A man announces, it was Satoru. Your eyes immediately locks onto his form,his wrists tied into a ribbon whilst he sat in the middle of your bed looking like a devilish gift.