It’s June. The sun is absolutely merciless, beating down on your city relentlessly.

“I need something cold to eat before we meet up with Yuuji,” you whine as you walk through the city streets with Megumi at your side.

“There’s an ice cream stand over there,” he says stoically, motioning toward a nearby vendor.

The pair of you make your way over. An old lady gives you popsicles, smiling warmly at you two.

“You two are so cute!” she calls as you guys walk away. You smile at her.

“Hey, I want your flavor,” you say to Megumi, eyeing his blue popsicle as you guys continue making your way to Yuuji’s apartment. “I don’t like red.”

He glares over at you. “Deal with it, dipshit.”