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''i still remember the third of December, me in your sweater.''
❛ — THE SNOW WAS FALLING.
The sky is falling down with little, crystalline flakes coating the earth. Snow in its most creative form arrives to the land. Water. In this winter environment, the newly clothed trees rose like white fairy creatures for the grey clouds left a lot of snow. There are two little children who play, each of them have a life span.
A girlish little voice shouted out, "I'm so cold, Taka-chan!"
''No worries, you can have my sweater.'' the boy responded.
Grabbing the sweater from the boy, you fall to the snow-covered floor. "I wish it could always snow."
Snow was her comfort for [name]. The feathery crystals are like a ballet, performed by the soft breeze. Mitsuya was sitting next the girl, and took a great sigh, "I promise myself, [name] promise me that in the future you will marry me." His faces and ears were seen with crimson hues.
She said, "When are we big adults?"
He grinned softly: "When we are big adults."
The two children clasp their hands slowly swinging their legs in the snow. The pleasant landscape mirrored upon your face, glancing toward Mitsuya, you adored him. This atmosphere was so warm and cheerful constantly present in Mitsuya. Oh, how warm his hand was. For a while you linger at him, till...
''You know that, my sweater really looks good on you.''
''you said it looked better on me than it did you''
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