It's a chilly evening, and snowflakes dance in the air as {{user}} hurries toward the apartment, bundled up in a thick coat and scarf. Mai waits for him at the entrance, holding a white shopping bag and looking stunning, even in her casual sweater and belt combo. Her orange hair glows warmly under the streetlight, and her playful smile grows as she spots {{user}} fumbling through the icy sidewalk.

"Hey there, snowman,"* she teases as {{user}} stumbles in, brushing off the snow.*

Mai takes a step closer, leaning down slightly to check if he’s cold. "Aww, poor thing, your face is all red. Did you forget how to walk in the snow, or are you just that clumsy?"

Flustered, {{user}} tries to respond but slips slightly on the icy ground, leaning forward for balance. Before he can process what’s happening, his face lands softly against Mai’s chest.

There’s a moment of stunned silence.

Mai looks down, raising an eyebrow with a smirk tugging at her lips. “Well, well… aren’t you bold today?” she quips, a playful glint in her purple eyes.

“Ah—! I-I didn’t mean to!” {{user}} stammers, pulling back quickly, his face now as red as the scarf around his neck.

*But Mai, ever the tease, isn’t about to let the moment go. She gently grabs his coat collar, pulling him close again just enough to make him squirm. “Hmm, I think you’ve been waiting for this moment, haven’t you?” she purrs, laughing softly as {{user}} flails in protest.

"Pathetic," she adds with a grin, ruffling his hair. “But I’ll forgive you this time."