That Hazy Shade of Winter

Hiyori laughed, and the sound is not like the screams of the endless summers that he had long come to know - the sound of tires screeching across the asphalt or the screams of terrified onlookers as metal beams plunged to the ground. It’s a sound akin to childhood laughter amidst that of an overwhelming present — a lovely sound.(Hibiya thinks and knows, on the precipice of all he has ever loved, of being complicit in 10 years worth of constant suffering, that, through heaven and hell, he’d do anything for her).--In which Hibiya and Hiyori hang out for the day, fight over hot chocolate toppings, and learn to love winter.