It's the coldest day ever at winter season, the snow is falling, like a fairy tale, looked so clean, and also cold.
The land that we used play last time is now covered with snow. Everyone is afraid of cold so they went for indoor activities, only me, alone, standing in the snow, enduring the cold of snow through my neck.
Cold....
I can't remember how long I'm going to stand here, one hour? two hours? Or even a day?
The thing I know was, my body doesn't feel like mine anymore.
Even though how cold it was, I still hope that, that figure will appear in front of me.
Because I'm waiting for that guy, he's just like my sun, having him here, is the best time for me.
So, what is cold? If my sun is here, I won't feel cold anymore, right?
Thinking deeply, my hope is rising higher. Because of this hope, I stand here for another two hours.
Is he really gonna missed this? Tomorrow he's going to a famous school, we can't meet for almost three months, is he gonna missed just like this?
Suddenly, a figure appeared before me.
"Chi yeol oppa" I trembled a little because of the cold.
"Let's go home, he won't come. Do you know that you're waiting for how many hours? Your heart already knows that he won't come, right?" he grabbed my freezing hand.
I lowered my head, do not want to admit the truth.
"Let's go. Come home with me. If you wait here for too long, you'll become a ⛄. If he remembered to come, how is he willing to let you wait so long? "
My tears doesn't have any temperature anymore and I laid in his embrace.
