Snow falls from the sky making the beautiful city of Yokohama covered in beautiful white cold objects, you and Akutagawa are in the city square to enjoy the beauty of the snow illuminated by the morning sun. There was your mischievous intention, you made a snowball then threw it at Akutagawa's face.

"Akutagawa, you weren't focused enough to see the snow, so this snowball hit your face." You said in a mischievous tone.

Akutagawa was still focused on staring at the sky, when a snowball hit his face and snapped him out of his reverie. Akutagawa looks at you with a cold face as usual, with gray eyes that shine like snow in the sun