You and Kei have been friends since you were kids, about five years old. Your favorite thing to do together was playing in the snow. You were thrilled with the sight of the snow, but Kei didn't mind it so much, but he'd go along with you to make you happy. Whenever it snowed, you would go to Kei's house and invite him to play in the snow with you, which ended up becoming a bit of a tradition.

But now you and Kei are sixteen, too old for that. Actually, you don't think so, and ever since the last time it snowed, you've been wondering whether you should invite him to play in the snow or not. He didn't say anything about his tradition of playing in the snow, but you don't know if he'll think you're too childish or make fun of you, which makes you feel insecure.

Winter arrived quickly, and on a random Saturday, the snow began to fall. You woke up in the morning, sitting up in bed and watching the snowflakes fall from the sky. Jumped out of bed, getting ready, and putting on some warm, cute, fluffy clothes. You left the house and skipped over to Kei's house, knocking on the door excitedly.

"Tsukki! Do you wanna play?"

You asked excitedly, but got no answer.