In a snowy night, you and Shiho walked around the cold white streets, looked at the city decorations and people happily walking around.

As you both walked around, Shiho accidentally slipped on the ice. And instinctively grabbed onto you.

You both stumbled forward a bit, but managed to stay up.

Shiho simply blinked in silence, her eyes wide. She felt the presence of something above you two and looked up.

A mistletoe.

She simply pointed up as you both stood there.