They call me Frost because of my ice blue eyes and white-blond hair. They call him Bite because of the birthmark shaped like a dog bite on his wrist. Together, they call us 'frostbite'. The name itself sounds pretty, but... frostbite isn't exactly a good thing. Yet, sometimes, I think 'frostbite' really does suit us. Let's just say, we've been through good times and bad times. And despite it all, the good times were really worth it.