His skin was pale as newly fallen snow, his hair was blonde as newly bloomed daffodils, and his heart was warm as a newly begun spring. If Jeongguk was snow, then Taehyung was hail. Yet there they were, hot and cold, yin and yang, with their hearts swaying together to a melody only they knew. - A retelling of the story "Snow" by Marie Duedahl. [short chapters] + [diary-like feel]