Chapter 1

,,It's still lonely, you know..." the kid kept talking to themselves. They, too, didn't know why they felt so comforted on the cold rooftop of the Port mafia, but it didn't bother them. As they kept speaking, the wind became stronger, kissing their cheeks with cold.

Little did they know, somewhere,on the shiny snow that reflected the sunlight, there was a little white ladybug listening to them carefully, watching their every move.

What a familiar feeling it was for Yumeno...

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I will be using they/he pronounce for Q(Yumeno) here