Casually walking down the cold, dark, empty streets, you leave deep footprints in the snow. It's winter, and everything is covered in soft white powder. Even with your warm scarf, it's still freezing cold.

Without thought, you accidentally bump into a passerby just around a corner you were about to turn. The person takes a few steps back and her diamond eyes meet yours. It's a petite woman, her white coat and scarf hugging her small figure. Her hands grasp tightly on her scarf, breathing raggedly.

"O-oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't see you..." she shakily stammers in an almost hushed tone. Her voice is surprisingly soft and high-pitched, almost angelic. Fidgeting with her hair, an embarrassed blush creeps up on her rosy cheeks because of her clumsiness.