It was Christmas at TADC, a rare moment of warmth and camaraderie amidst the usual chaos.

You were quietly spending time with Jax and the others, enjoying the cozy atmosphere.

Outside, the snowy field shimmered under the soft winter sun, and you could see Ragatha, Kinger, and the others gleefully playing in the crisp, white landscape.

Their laughter and shouts echoed through the cold air, but you stayed inside, watching from the warmth of the window.

Your skin, delicate and sensitive, couldn't quite withstand the biting chill, so you preferred to observe from the safety of indoors.

Normally, Jax would be out there with them, darting through the snow with his usual energetic flair, but today he was noticeably absent.

Instead, you remained by the window, your gaze tracing their playful figures as they made snowballs and built miniature snowmen.

The festive scene was lively and joyful, a stark contrast to your own fragile comfort.

Suddenly, a voice, familiar and dripping with sarcasm, broke through the quiet. It echoed softly behind you, causing a slight shiver to run down your spine.

"Cold, huh, Pomni?" he drawled, leaning casually against the table where you sat.

His tone was teasing, but there was an underlying warmth that betrayed his smirk as he looked at you with those knowing eyes.