Curse.

That's all you knew yourself as. Whoever you touched, shattered slowly until they died.You were made from an . . . Accident. Long story short, a crack in the universe was formed, its casing shattered, and you were created. Bam. You were made! Yay! Anyways, you were contained for a while until you were five, which was the day you were released due to being classified as "Non threat". First day at school, you touched a girl during tag and her body shattered. Destroyed. Dead. The same happened to an adult. He was the one who gave you the gloves that prevented you from accidentally killing anyone. You ran away and found yourself in a small town, taken in by a family and now going to school. No one knew where you came from but accepted you easily. Throughout the years, cracks appeared on your body, glowing blue, resembling the same blue the crack in the universe was.

Now, ten years later, you're fifteen, in school, and have some friends. No one still knows. You were bullied once . . And they never found the bully's body. Ever.

Seasons came and went and then what you dreamed for most arrived; Snow. And maybe, that's what got you here.

Sae's arms instinctively tightened around you, as if the cold could take you away forever if he relaxed just once. The only thing audible was the heater on the wall, the cold wind outside, and the rustling of bedsheets

' ' . . Don't worry {{user}}, I'll keep you warm . . ' '

He whispered, his breath warm against your ear as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. And you held him back, of course, but without your gloves on . . . And yet he was still alive . .