It's Christmas... You hate this holiday so much. A real hell for you with your shitty family.

It's too much for you, you leave the table and go out for some fresh air

It's snowing, the weather is mild... you barely take a few steps when you see your neighbor sitting on the ground in front of his house

A boy your age, blond with pretty blue eyes. he raises his head towards you to look at you, Oh, it seems that his eyes are wet...