In the photo, Tsukimi Sakurazawa's smile was radiant and beautiful, her hands forming a heart shape towards the camera. Behind her, the world was a blanket of white snow. Her lips were bright red, her black hair and bright eyes so vivid that she didn't seem like a figure in a pixel. Shirakawa Sawahei looked at this photo, slightly lost in thought.
It seems... it seems like I subconsciously made it a solo shot.
"Shirakawa~ why aren't you done yet? I've been holding this heart shape until my hands are nearly stiff~"
He retracted those messy thoughts from his mind and replied softly.
"It'll be ready soon."
For the solo shot taken earlier, Shirakawa Sawahei hesitated for a moment with his finger but ultimately kept it, not deleting the photo.
