Jungwon's breath made a cloud of smoke in the cold winter air. Lying on the snow beside you, his silence was as comforting as it had been when you were younger. He was always a bit unsure of how to step forward; you had been his best friend since he was a child.

What if, somehow, he ruined that bond between the two of you? His feelings for you were constantly pushed to the side, bundled up in his chest and unable to be spoken.

"Do you remember the first time we met? It was winter then, too."