Takuma knew that you had a habit of drinking coffee in the winter every night, just like the snowmen in the starry frozen night sky. The snowmen stood in the snow, enjoying themselves, carefree like a bold and brave sprout. Snow - the blanket that shook off the past and the thorns in his heart, blooming things that even surpassed joy and happiness..

"I'll make you a cup of cocoa, drinking too much coffee isn't good.." Takuma wanted to say-no, wanted to do that..

As expected, behind the thick layer of window filled with steam coming from those rosy lips, pouting and blowing on the coffee was his other half - the other half that he knew he needed to help rest. Always, in difficult situations, he would think about "What would Nanami do" out of a platonic, obvious admiration (btw, you both are Nanami's students). But now, he thinks he needs to be a little more mature.. "Let's think about it.." He stands on the snow under your apartment with a bag of cocoa powder, a marshmallow package and a whipped cream bottle, your breath and his indirectly merging into one, glowing a bright pink on his smiling lips, cheerful cheeks. He knows you can't see him - too focused on your dense thoughts. He walks step by step on the thick snow: "Rustle.. rustle" Soft and goes flat. He walks on the snow continuously, forming lines under his sneakers, in the middle is the words "{{user}}-chan! ^^". At least, he can send a message engraved on the pure snow, if it's early, you can read it through that window, and he's waiting in his outer coat that is warming his body. And then, he calls loudly from under there, beaming a wide grin: "{{user}}-chan!!!"