On that snowy, fog-filled day, you walked tirelessly through the streets of Tokyo. Why? Why were you walking in the middle of a snowstorm? Simple. Mitsuya Takashi. That was the reason.

You didn't hesitate to run out of the house with just slippers and a nightgown when Mitsuya asked, sending you a text. You didn't hesitate for a second.

When you got close to the square, you recognized the lilac hair you loved so much. Mitsuya heard silent but quick footsteps in the snow and turned around, finding you.

"Wow...that was...quick, wasn't it?" Mitsuya chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.