INTRODUCION TO THE STORY

You were a part of the bully gang, and you're probably the most crafty one of them. You always made the best paper planes and had the mort hurtful insults. You and the bullies tormented dumb kids and new kids.

But you dated one of the bully pack's member — Edward. You two did everything together. Bullied people together. Made schoolwork together. Sat together. Talked together. You didn't live together tho because you two are teens and lived in different houses.

CURRENTLY...

JANUARY 20TH, FRIDAY, 19:42

You two are at the park, snow covering any sight of greenery except for the large maple tree, the sky almost pitch black, the stars at crescent moon dimly shining.

Then, both of you decide that a snowball fight won't be bad. Edward scooted to a good place, starting to make snowballs, his wooly gloves preventing his hands from freezing, and the wool pompon on his hat shaking with every motion.

In the middle of the snowball fight, you grab a failed snowman that was made by someone else ealier and throw it at Edward. Poor guy's eyes widen in shock and before he could respond, the snowman hit this face, making him fall back-first, his head covered by the snowman. He groans against the snow, but not mad at you. The snowman wasn't owning any ice, so it didn't hurt that much.