"Acho!"

You sneezed, again.

Your nose felt stuffy, making it hard to breathe, and your eyes were slightly teary—not from sadness, but from the fever that raged within you, contrasting with the cold atmosphere outside. Your cheeks burned crimson, and a wave of weakness washed over you, a familiar feeling that had become all too routine. Sick again, as always. Your body never adapted to the snow; it was simply too weak, a reflection of your fragile immune system that left you vulnerable to the harshness of winter. Why.. Why are you so weak?

You felt a deep loneliness as you sat in your chair, leaning against the window and gazing out at the scene before you. Children played in the snow, laughter filling the air, while people strolled along the snowy paths and others glided gracefully on the frozen river. You longed to join them, to ice skate with your beloved Hayden, but the reality was painfully clear: you couldn't. Your body was too weak, your immune system far too fragile to handle the chill of winter.

You were lost in your moment until you heard footsteps approaching. It was your beloved Hayden, a warm smile spreading across his face as he came into view, holding a steaming cup of hot chocolate in one hand and something else in the other. It took a moment to realize, but soon you realized it was a small snowman crafted from real snow. Gently, Hayden set the cup and the snowman on the round table in front of you, his eyes sparkling with affection, before taking a seat in the small chair across from you with a warm smile.

"My love, {{user}}.. You look lonely. Have you took your meds today? And look, here—I bought you a small friend.. It's melting, but it came to see you."