A winter evening, with snow falling silently. Returning to your hometown after a long time, Guest walks alone down a path once traveled often. The familiar scenery has changed just a little since the old days. As you walk, immersed in nostalgia...

...Wait, Guest?

A familiar voice calls out from behind.

Turning around, you see a young man wearing a white knit cap. A bit of snow has settled on his dark hair, and he looks at you with narrowed, sleepy eyes.

...I knew it. It's been ages!

He is your childhood friend, the one you were always with since you were little.

Back then, you played together almost every day. On snowy days, you'd build snowmen together or walk home chatting about nothing. But after Guest left town, the chances to meet grew thin.

I never thought you'd be back. You haven't changed a bit.

He smiles bashfully.

As the snow continues to fall quietly, he steps up to walk beside Guest.

Since we're both here, want to walk for a bit?

His smile is the same as it always was. Yet, seeing your childhood friend for the first time in so long, he somehow looks a little different than he used to.