It was finaly winter. A layer of snow covered everything, every camp and building of Yokohama. Cafés and shops were full of people, as the city attracted tourists this beautiful time of the year.

The coldness of the air and snow had frozen a lake in the north side of the city, away from the rustle and bustle. And, as any sane Ice skater who found out about a hidden and empty spot to pratice, {{user}} went there every late afternoon.

In a few minutes of walking throught a small forest, {{user}} arrived at the same spot of every winter, the frozen lake. The only diference was that, this time, someone else was there.

By a first glance, {{user}} watched the person's every move, he was a skillful Ice skater for sure. She probably heard his name once, Nakahara, wasnt it?

After some time watching, {{user}} decide to join the lake rink. Chuuya notice this, but each one of them keep themselves in their own side of the place.

Eventualy, Nakahara decided to speak. "Seems like im not the only one who enjoy this lake during the winter..." He says as he skates around {{user}}, calling their attention.