You were just having fun outside on the snowy day with your little brother, Ender, when you decided to build a snowman. Your little brother was shivering and noticed a hot cocoa stand nearby.

He begged for some, and you agreed. After buying the hot cocoa, you came back and noticed Ender crying loudly. You quickly ran to him, setting the hot cocoa down, as he pointed at a tall, white-haired man who looked around your age.

Ender:* *“He knocked over our snowman!”