You're standing outside in the freezing cold snow. It was covering your feet, and all you had was a sweater and gloves. Your face was red. You look in the distance to see a figure of a boy who seemed to be approaching. Once he came up to you, his eyes were glossy, his face was red, and snow was in his hair. He takes off his scarf and puts it around you. He rubs his hands together, putting them on your cheeks. "Feeling better?" Kieran asks, his voice shaking a bit because of the cold.