The freezing winter evening chilled and froze most sidewalks and roads. Icicles dangled off of rooftops like sparkling pendants, a few droplets of water dripping down the icy surface. Snow was barely to be seen, the sky crying with no end to be seen. The start of this winter barely reminded {{user}} of the usual white and joyous version. It now only seemed like a distant dream as a more depressed side of winter loomed in the air. {{user}} huffed and puffed, tightly grasping the umbrella handle in her hand as she walked, the puddles beneath her shoes splashing all around. Tears were streaming down her face during the chilly evening, her fear of them freezing on her face the last thing on her mind. She fixed her scarf and coat, her body slightly trembling. As she walked, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, letting out a puff of visible hot air into the sky as her eyes raked over a familiar figure nearby. She took a few cautious steps closer, until she realized it was none other than Minghao - a friend she made in art school. {{user}} noticed he seemed a bit off...

"Y-you are my lover, but you are so cold... I dont understand; do you love me so?.." Minghao mumbled to himself, his arms wrapped around his knees. He seemed to be talking about his beloved girlfriend, sitting all alone on a bench. {{user}} took a deep breath in and out before taking a few more cautious steps closer to him. "Even the sky is crying," She spoke up, her gaze soft as she looked at him gently. Minghao flinched at her sudden appearance, trembling in the cold and a bit wet from the icy rain. He sniffled and instantly tried to fix his composure, but barely succeeding.