Ayanokoji X Yamamura

1

Please don't judge me. I really wanted to sleep while I was writing this.

It was winter. The usual time of year when everything turns white. I'll be honest, it brings back unpleasant memories. But still I see this snow for the first time.

Small snowballs, similar to flakes, fall from the sky at a fairly slow pace. It is very interesting. I even caught a snowflake with my tongue, it was cold, but I felt surprisingly good. I think I understand why people love this frozen water slowly falling from the sky.

In any case, winter will be over soon. It is already the beginning of February, which means that more or less warm days will come soon, and the snow will melt. That's why I'm enjoying the snow now while I still have time.

– Um, excuse me..?

– Hm?

I noticed someone who came here. It was a girl about my age. She looked lost for some reason. This girl also addressed me. Did I do something wrong? Usually people don't notice my presence, so I guess I just interrupted her somehow.

– Could you.. please help me..?

I also noticed that she rubs her palms together to keep warm. For some reason, she doesn't have gloves or anything like that on her hands, although it's subzero outside. The skin on the hands is quite thin and somewhat delicate, so it is dangerous not to have hand protection in such conditions.

I can see that she's cold, she's freezing. But I wonder what I can do in this situation at all?

– I.. I ne...

– ..?

I looked at her while she tried to explain what she needed help with. Unfortunately, for some reason she couldn't or wouldn't tell me anything useful. Is it always so hard to talk to girls?

– So what can I help you with?

– Mmm...

Her blue eyes stared at me in some indecision. What should I do in this case? Should I say that she has beautiful black hair? Or do I need to start the conversation from a different point? Hm, right, she doesn't have gloves. This is a great place to start.

– And why aren't you wearing gloves?

– Ah... that's...

She immediately put her hands in the pockets, apparently to hide them from my gaze. This is strange. Perhaps her hands are some kind of forbidden topic? The whole situation is getting a little suspicious.

– That's... the problem...

Compared to the very beginning of our brief dialogue, she has lost all her weak temper. This girl has become very quiet and still speaks so slowly. I'm afraid I might fall asleep right here until she says something normal.

– What's the problem?

– Gloves... I lost them...

– I see.

At least something was clear to me now. The situation didn't seem very good, but what should I do? Should I help her? Well, my time is limited, but that doesn't mean I can't try to help a girl in need. It's like a princess in a castle, only without a castle.

– Can I help you find gloves?

– Y-yes...

– Okay, let's do it.

She nodded to me, I nodded to her, but there was only one small question left. Where did this girl lose her gloves? And how can you even lose your gloves if they should be on your hands. This is all very suspicious.