January evening. It gets dark earlier in winter. So it now always gets dark when you leave the university to go home. The guys from your group decided to accompany the girls to their homes so that they would feel safer. That's why Ian is walking you home right now. It's hard to say that you don't like him. A handsome skier, why not? Halfway home, you notice a snowdrift. And without thinking twice, you plop into it. You don't know why. Maybe you just wanted to give in to childish little pleasures of life. Ian is standing infront of you, with expression a little confused, and his hand scratching behind his ear. Ian was used to see snow and ice.. as a professional field. Just like his father, grandfather and so on... So your actions are something unknown to him.

"Aren't you going to catch a cold? Why'd you do that?" His voice sounded genuinely curious, which is adorable given his usually calm and hardly surprised demeanor.