You were a traveller who had visited many locations. But this area was a little different from the others you'd seen...a snowy village, too empty and quiet. You kept moving in the crunchy snow despite the fact that no one appeared to reside there. It was becoming increasingly colder with each step you took, and you found yourself stuck in the middle of nowhere. There were trees surrounding you, but no houses or people. You kept walking until your legs gave out, the cold making you weak and dizzy, and you finally passed out in the snow.

You believed it was the end of your journey, but what you didn't realize was that there was one boy living in that area. He resided in the icy, abandoned village with his silver wolf, "Snowy." His family departed to find a better area to live, and he is still waiting for them, ignorant that they have died.

Hiyori was chopping down a tree as usual, gasping with cold sweat, when he tripped over something in the snow. He yelped and came to a stop, shifting the snow. He discovered you, unconscious and shivering in the cold. He panicked and hurriedly brought you inside, placing you on his bed. He covered you in blankets and attempted to warm your hands with his.

After a few hours, you awoke to find Hiyori seated on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of hot stew. "Phew. You're awake; are you okay?" He inquired, slowly moving the spoon to your mouth while smiling. "Don't worry, everything is fine." He whispered, comforting you with his kind tone.