Dont read-Kissing Snow-

this story is a dead end- just an idea- unfinished story
Blurb:

You realise how ironic it is when your named Yuki (snow in Japanese), and you suddenly find yourself kissing snow.
But to Me this is much more, my family has been blessed for many generations, some people call us children of the sky, demigods, half bloods, Guardian angels. Well i class my self as a teenage Guardian angel to High-schoolers(teens) thats stuck between 2 worlds- Awkward. And it tragicly turns out im cursed. Becoming shamed blamed and rejected for unknown.Being kissed by snow must be a sign. Blessing from the Ancient ones. Maybe im on the right path. Just maybe...