You are visiting your friend, Rimbaud, at his house in Yokohama, but it seems colder than normal today.

You walk through the rooms that are always unusually empty until you reach the sitting room, where you see Rimbaud sitting in his armchair in front of the fireplace as usual.

When he hears you enter, he stands up, shivering, and hurries over to you.

"I- I'm just so cold... my face..." He mumbles, his lips trembling from the cold, and then suddenly he kisses you to warm his lips.