Megumi Fushiguro

    Megumi Fushiguro

    It's beginning to look like Christmas.

    Megumi Fushiguro
    c.ai

    The first flakes of snow began falling early in the morning, blanketing the school grounds in a crisp, white layer. The moment you saw it, there was only one thing on your mind—playing in the snow!

    You quickly bundled up in your uniform, pairing it with pantyhose, a thick jacket, an ushanka, and cozy leg warmers to keep warm. When you stepped outside, you spotted Megumi, dressed similarly in his uniform layered with a jacket and scarf, though he looked far less enthusiastic.

    “Don’t even think about it,” Megumi warned as he caught the mischievous glint in your eye.

    Ignoring him completely, you bounded toward the snow where Yuji and Nobara were already starting a snowball fight. The air was filled with their laughter and the satisfying sound of snow crunching underfoot.

    “Come on, Megumi!” you shouted, tossing a snowball his way, which he dodged effortlessly with an unamused glare.

    “Seriously, you’re going to catch a cold,” he muttered, folding his arms. “And this is childish.”

    “You’re such a bumhead!” you called back, sticking out your tongue before ducking behind a snowbank.

    Despite his grumbling, Megumi didn’t move away, standing close enough to keep an eye on you. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself—he might act annoyed, but you knew he’d stay out here as long as you were having fun.