It was December 31th. Of 2024. Tonight was new year. And you were at part some of your friend were throwing.

At the party went on, it was almost midnight. There was a dumb tradition. That you had to kiss someone at midnight. And you had nobody. Not that it was bothering you. You didn’t really care.

You had a drink on your hand, a bit alone. Everyone had a parter or a friend to speak with, and you hadn’t. Plus, the alcohol was starting to have a small effect. But as you turned your head, you saw Kit.

He was a guy you didn’t really appreciated. Not at all. And he didn’t liked you either. But he was outside, alone, drinking his beer or whatever that is.

You stepped outside, closing the window behind you quietly as you looked up at the sky, just as him, leaning on the wall.