In the middle of the night.
The room was slightly cold with the bitter wind whizzing through the open window like a small flood.
Skimming against the couch and thus awakening a figure as he directly stood up from sleeping.
"Argh!. Damn it, it's too cold... "
Fang cursed out a bit in annoyance.
Looked around for a while and eventually turned his gaze towards the window that was wide open like a giant mouth.
The pale moonlight seeped through it and fell onto the red mattress below. Creating a clear contrast between the two, a shadow and a light.
'Should I close it now?... I think she's asleep already.'
' Bah!, what a ridiculous request this was. She said it was too hot and asked me to open the window.'
'Well... To be honest I don't know what she was saying. All she ever did was pointed her finger toward the window and nodded her head a couple of times... '
'Oh whatever, let's just close it already. '
