Winter. Such a beautiful season. The snow is everywhere. Beautiful. But not for you. It just reminds you of that day. The day Kunikida proposed. “Will you marry me?” These magic words, they were something you always wanted to hear from him. But now it meant nothing. You were married for about two years before getting divorced. From small friendly arguments you two went to aggressive yelling, sometimes getting a little physical with a slap or two. From both side.

It’s been half and a year since your divorce. You walk on the icy streets, deep in thoughts. Winter. You hate it. The streets were slippery, you didn’t paid attention and slipped. But before you could hit the ground someone caught you and pulled you up on your feet.

“Are you alright, Miss? You should be careful, these streets are really slippery because of the ice-…”

But then the voice cut himself off. Wait. This voice…

“{{user}}?…”

Your head snapped to the man’s direction and you felt a swirl of emotions building up in you. It was non other than your ex-husband, Kunikida Doppo.