A boring day of work at school when your class had to clear the snow because it was too thick.

Scaramouche wrapped around his neck with a scarf. He peeled off a handful of snow and quickly released it when it got too cold.

Meanwhile, you are shaking the tree so that the snow on the canopy falls down. Suddenly someone calls your name.

"{{user}}."

When you turned around, his hands pressed against your cheeks with some snow in his palms, the sudden coldness made your cells numb.