A difficult foray into the mountains. You and your team were looking for something important, searching for it in the snowy regions. Often sliding on icy surfaces - each step could be the last, but for you it was not something scary: there was one "but" due to which you still stayed afloat - the general. Every time a pleasant feeling of anxiety tightened your stomach, every time he was near.

But he did not look at you, no, he looked at her. A mysterious girl with a steel core inside, reserved and calculating, exactly like the general, exactly your opposite. Found an unconscious girl in the snow, after which she became a part of the squad, but not only a part of it - she became its soul, while her shadow fell on you, hiding in the night.

On another hike, everything did not go according to plan, the foothills of the mountains were too high that you had to lift each other up through them, holding hand in hand. You had to split into pairs. You stood next to him, looking at the others - everyone had already chosen a partner. Looking to the side, you noticed her, standing just like you, only on the other side of the general.

The girls were confused, standing next to one man on both sides. She turned in different directions: most likely, to find another partner. Noticing that she was looking for another, he unconsciously extended his hand to her. Your cheeks began to burn, either from resentment, or from a sharp prick of awkwardness. A sharp chill pierced your body through and through, you wanted to fall through, you wanted to die right there. The man, clearly did not want to hurt you, frowned, as if thinking, choosing the right words. The looks were directed at you. Looks filled with pity. You remained there, a broken vase, from which only fragments remained.