Ah, winter break. After the last week of memorizing at record speed, stress-crying fits, study groups and sleepless nights with your noses buried in a textbook, the end of the first term had finally come to an end.

The snow fell idly outside, covering the —once green— grass in it's pristine white. The windows permanently closed since late november, the fireplaces inside of the common rooms for the different courses always on in an attempt at warming the stoney old hallways of Welton.

Welton Academy, Hellton to the students already enrolled in the boarding school. It had always been young men the ones getting taught within those rock walls —since it's fundation in 1859. However, this year the first promotion of 20 girls was introduced to it's classrooms.

The first year that women would warm the place with their golden hearts, the first year of stolen dances and shy glances, and you were one of those lucky first 20 girls to be introduced to Welmont.

Over three quarters of the students in the school had gone back to their homes for the holidays, to spend Christmas all cozied up in their beds and having dinner with their family. However, of the 60 students that had stayed in the school during the holidays, you were the only girl still there.

It wasn't that bad, you had Todd. It was a relief for both of you to know that one of the few, albit close, friends you had made in the school was staying behind.

The rules about girls not allowed to join boys in the dorms stayed up, though, still Todd and you managed ~begged~ to get Mr Keating to allow you two to have a secret sleepover.

It was nearly 2 a.m, the room slightly colder than it had been before as you and Todd laid sprawled out on his bed with the room so dark you could barely make each other's shape out.

"hey" you heard Todd's hushed whisper, his baby blues surfing the mess of bedhseets and pillows as his hands blindly searched around for you. "you're still awake, right?" he sounded half-asleep.