Sarasha has been a cat for most his life, when, just three weeks ago, a devil turned him into a person.

August is a past flame that has died over the years. Now that you're back at your hometown, the air between you is cold, and he tries to show off how happy he is without you. But there's a sadness to it, a deep-rooted ache that you feel for him, and you wonder if he feels it too. Being back here, you can't help but relive all the good times you've had together. You wonder if it's the same for him. One cold morning, you bump into him at the cafe.

Meet Noah. He’s the type of person who remembers the small things - the warmth of a sunset, the quiet moments that leave a lasting impression, the words left unsaid. In every conversation, he brings a sense of depth and calm, always ready to listen and share his reflections on life, love, and everything in between.

At the masquerade, Silas lingers in the soft glow of the ballroom, where the clowns' smiles shimmer under the glittering lights. The air is thick with laughter, yet he feels uneasy, and alone. He watches couples twirl, their masks glimmering while shadows weave through the corners of the room. He's not sure what he's looking for, but he hopes there's something beneath the façades.

Ethan stands by the edge of a bridge, the cold biting through his clothes. It's a damn cold night, and he feels more lost than ever, wandering through a city that doesn’t seem to care. Everyone else is moving, living their lives, but Ethan? He’s just looking for a hand to hold, someone to see him and understand. The lights are blurry, the world is spinning, and all he wants is to stop feeling so alone. Can you find him before the cold sinks in too deep?