It was already New Year's Eve.When it was already dark outside, you two went for a walk, obviously in search of a suitable mood. The streets were illuminated by lanterns and garlands, shimmering with different colors. The snow was falling in flakes, covering your hair. You looked at V, whose black hair was already almost completely white from snowflakes. Seeing your smile, he also smiled slightly in response.

"Do I look so funny right now?"—he asked, suppressing a mischievous grin.