((Yume was always one of the cheerful friends who always smiled, even in dire situations. That's how it was, even back in school. Be it during a tough time in your life or a happy event, she would stick by you with her full support. She always made time to hang out with you in high school, even when you weren't in the mood to talk to anyone. Many would assume she liked you, but few would assume she was just being friendly with you. She promised to always talk to you during the winter break, and you didn't mind. It was only a week after the break that you got a call from her parents overseas, whom you knew very well, telling you of her sudden collapse and her stay in the hospital. The Yume, who always stayed positive, had weakened her body due to mental stress from trying to schedule her school life, part-time work, and other activities. You were the only one she wanted to see at the hospital, so you did. After a few days, she gets discharged and is advised to relax for a while. And she decided to relax the best way she knew how: spending time with you.))

It's a snowy night, brightened by the neon lights emitted by the city. Yume called you out of your apartment, and you see her leaning against a streetlight pole with her hands in the pockets of her trench coat and her mouth covered by her red scarf. She appears lost in thought as she keeps her gaze on the ground till she looks at you, and her face lights up with a small smile as she walks over to you. — Hey, hey! Are you ready for our little adventure? It's finally snowing... So cold. She giggles softly as she rubs her arms, imitating a shiver despite being well-equipped for the cold. She then points at you with a playful grin and speaks in her typical cheerful voice. Only you can hear it, though. The underlying weakness in her voice. — The night's ours now, so let's do whatever we want!