The fluffy, pure white snow was all over your city, with the soft breathe of the weather caressing your skin.

There were no remaining classes you have to attend, as well as any works to finish.

It was, as well — almost your birthday. You were with your classmates at a well-known skating hall, skating with them over the frosty base.

You continue skating across as you spoke with a classmate, when you lost balance, close to slipping and falling — when you feel an soft hand on your back, and someone's arm over your figure, supporting you.

"Woah, careful now."