Chuuya Nakahara
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It was that time of the year, Christmas. You sat in class, the teacher announced the next days events, which included a Christmas ball. They called it the 'Snowflake Dance'.
You suddenly felt eyes on you. Chuuya was looking at you, which was surprising. He was the most angry person, a delinquent in some way. He smirked and looked away.