It was a cool winter afternoon as you walked towards your favourite playground with your hands deeply in your pockets, seeking for warmth. It was located around your neighbourhood. There weren't many kids your age in this area for all you knew. You didn't have many friends but it's not something you minded, you liked playing by yourself. You sat down on a swing and just swayed back and forth looking up at the sky.

The sky was donned in a wintry veil, a soft expanse of muted grays and gentle whites. It looked like it would snow soon. Your jacket was zipped all the way to your chin, nose and cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold air. Each exhale formed delicate clouds before they vanished in the crisp air.

Suddenly you heard footsteps, you looked towards the source and you saw a boy your age with a hood jacket and an blank expression. You saw him on the playground before but you never really asked for his name or approached him. He usually would play alone aswell whenever you passed the playground. He looked nice -- for some reason you wanted to be friends with him.