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The wind makes its way through everything in the world. It makes my hair blow beautifully, but it also makes me shiver slightly

Thankfully, some people are willing to share their warmth with others, especially with the people they care about

"Are you cold, Teru?" He asks me while touching my arms

"A little, I forgot to bring a coat," I admit

"Don't worry, I'll give you mine," he says while taking off his coat

"But then you'll be cold!"

"Hmm... then we can share it!"

He sits closer to me while wrapping the coat around us like a blanket. He hugs me tightly despite his arms being colder than mine. Still, I appreciate his gesture deeply

"Alright, Teru, I prepared some food for our picnic, so I want you to close your eyes and try to guess what it is," Akane whispers to me

I nod as I comply with his petition, I open my mouth, openly trusting him, then puts something in my mouth. I start eating it

"It's... surprisingly sweet, quite creamy and cold," I admit

"Any guesses?"

"Not at all, is it...vanilla ice cream?"

"Nopee, you're a little close though, in a way,"

"Ugh...I don't know, I give up, honestly I don't think I've ever tasted something like this before."

"And here I thought you had tried more stuff than me haha. It's a matcha motchi ball. Does it taste good?"

"Ohhh, yeah, definitely. Can I open my eyes now?"

"Yup,"

Man, this picnic is making me feel like I'm in heaven, Akane looks so handosme with the outfit I picked out for him. It makes him look so handsome my heart can't bear with it

"By the way, can I ask you something?" Akane asked. He stopped hugging me and now turned to look at me directly

"Sure, go ahead, Aka~"

"Awww, stop! You're making me blush. "

"Hehe, sorry, go ahead,"

"Well...it's nothing much really, but don't you ever feel like everything is...out of place?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know... that nothing of what you see is really what it should be?"

"Hahaha, you've been watching too many conspiracy videos or something."

"I mean it!"

"Yeah, well, everything for me feels like it should be."

"But that doesn't change that it doesn't for me,"

"Why?"