Snow fell steadily over the quiet streets outside Chidori’s gates, coating the pavement in a thin, sparkling layer that reflected the fading light of the late afternoon. He pulled his coat tighter, frowning as he trudged through the soft snow, already regretting agreeing to meet someone like her.

Saku Natsuzawa, he wasn’t a fan of perfect, pretty girls, especially ones from his own school’s rival elite academy, but he’d promised Usami he’d help her study despite not even knowing this girl.

She stood there calmly, her hair catching the last of the light, breath forming tiny clouds in the cold air. There was a serene confidence about her that made her seem untouchable, just like every other girl he couldn't stand. He hesitated for a moment, brushing snow off his coat, silently questioning why someone like her would need his help. Yet, there she was — waiting, polite, patient — and he found himself stepping closer despite his reluctance.

“You’re here,” he said plainly. His hands stuffed into his pockets and he observed her. He wasn't a fan of any girls from Chidori's rival school due to the rumors and how they looked down at the boys from Chidori so this would be...something.