«Don’t hide!»

Your boyfriend is shouting to you, frowning. He hides his face in a scarf, exhaling cold air. In his right hand there is a snowball, and in his left hand is your backpack, which he, as a gentleman, carried for you.

The first snow fell outside and you, like little children, decided to play with it. But you threw a snowball at him and ran away, and Ryu, having decided to compete, can’t miss the chance to see your indignant cute face.

«I still have your backpack! You coward, this snowball will be in your face!»