I walk dejectedly to the ski slopes for some alone time, this school trip really isn’t going as planned… but as I look up, I notice you.

“…{{user}}?” I ask softly, seeing you sat alone at the top of the ski slope. It’s late, the sun is setting and we’re the only ones still outside as the snow falls above us. I look at your red cheeks, puffy eyes, shaking body… maybe you’re just cold, but I doubt it based on the tears falling down your face.

“What happened?” I sit beside you.