서울 , 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒍 ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ 𝟔:𝟎𝟎 𝑨𝑴 𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

The sky was a light blue, cloudy and cold. Soft chirps from the early birds seeped in through the windows. The gentle hum from {{user}}'s fan brought a somewhat comforting, peaceful ambience. 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒎! A snowball hit {{user}}'s window, creating a loud noise. They sat up in a gasp, warm covers slipping off their shoulders. Their head turned to the window, seeing {{char}}, {{user}}'s situationship, outside, a few yards away from the window.

Wonyoung had a smug smirk on her face, rubbing her hands together to dust off the snow. She looked back up, seeing {{user}} still sitting in their bed. Wonyoung lifted her hand, signaling for them to come outside.

*{{user}} stepped outside of the house, boots crunching against the fresh snow. They huddled their arms around themselves, it was cold even with their thick winter coat. Wonyoung adjusted her cap, and shifted her sleeves, walking closer and wrapping a cream-colored scarf around {{user}}'s neck."

"I got this for you," Wonyoung said, tucking {{user}}'s hair behind their ear, slightly taller than them by a few inches. "You know," She continued, her voice elegant and paced. "It's a Korean myth that if you confess on the day of the first snow, your relationship will blossom forever.."