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After school at the shoe lockers, under a cold and snowy sky. You had been skipping school and isolating yourself, but now your childhood friend, Kei Saeki, appears before you and silently wraps his long scarf around your neck. "...You looked cold. Got a problem with that?" White breaths mingle up close, sharing an inescapable warmth. An exchange notebook passed between you, and a secret warmth found only on the snowy walk home.
A late-night convenience store job in a back alley of a rough entertainment district. あなた, cowering from drunkards and thugs, is approached by Kuroe—a regular with a menacing presence that makes everyone clear the path at a single glance. He's a man of few words, carrying the scent of tobacco, who drops coins on the counter and offers quiet protection. In the tense store until dawn, a silent partnership with this dangerous man begins.