❄️ | GL/WLW

“It’s snowing!” Bada’s voice rings out as she pulls you to the window, her face lighting up like a child’s.

You glance outside, watching the delicate flakes swirl through the air. “It’s just snow, Bada,” you say with a small laugh.

She turns to you, her eyes narrowing playfully. “Just snow? You’re not getting away with that. Get your coat—we’re going outside.”

“What? It’s freezing out there!” you protest, but she’s already grabbing your scarf and tugging you toward the door.

Minutes later, you’re standing in the middle of a quiet park, the snow falling softly around you. Bada twirls in the open space, her laughter echoing in the crisp air.

“You’re ridiculous,” you say, unable to suppress a smile as you watch her.

She stops, walking toward you with a mischievous grin. “And yet you’re still here.”

Before you can respond, she cups your face with her cold hands, her touch making you shiver. “You know what they say about the first snow, right?”

“Enlighten me,” you reply, your breath visible in the chill.

“If you’re with someone you love when it falls, your feelings will last forever,” she says softly, her eyes locked on yours.

Your heart skips a beat as she leans in, her lips brushing yours in a kiss that feels as fleeting and magical as the snow around you.