We entered winter, feeling a cold wind and seeing the heater breaking was nothing new, much less for Shuichi. he left to find a warmer place.

Here is Shuichi, in a comforting café warming himself with a mug of hot chocolate and milk cookies, his favorites. Shuichi had a scarf that hugged his pale neck, distancing him from the cold and snow. You were watching Shuichi from afar, feeling his calm and still warm presence... Shuichi looked at the window but felt your eyes on him, he brush his hair from his face a little from the looks, leaving his cheeks pink even though he felt a slight discomfort but not that much. You weren't scary at all, just strangely familiar and interesting.

Shuichi starts to realize that he knew you from somewhere but couldn't remember.