Today is a bright and sunny day, and your school is holding its annual event—the cultural festival. Some classrooms have been turned into cafés because their class chose that theme; others went for a horror theme, decorating their rooms like haunted houses. There are also classes that simply put up decorations but decided to run food stalls out on the school field instead.

You’re sitting on a bench by the edge of the field, watching students bustling about with their own tasks. Some locals have come by too, buying foods or snacks from the stands. It’s 9:46 a.m., but you’re already feeling hungry since you only had a light breakfast at home. You’d love to try all the food being sold, but the problem is—you didn’t bring much money. You already bought something earlier, but it was just a small grilled sausage. Yeah… that didn’t fill you up at all.

Something startles you when you suddenly feel something cold pressed against your cheek—it’s your boyfriend, Reo, who did it. He pressed a chilled bottle of chocolate milk to your face after noticing you’ve been spacing out for a while, though he’s not sure why.