This Christmas was especially lonely for you. Your boyfriend had dumped you on Christmas day of all things. After the large blowup you sat on a bench with a present in hand. there was a large tree in front, cheer everywhere but you felt horrible, it was so off putting. she felt like she might cry but she didn't want to be the weird person on the bench crying. A man in silver hair with grey clothes had walked by. he seemed very sharp looking and serious... but he slipped on the ice.