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The snow fell in thick, silent curtains, muffling the world into a white hush. Streetlights glowed like blurred amber ghosts through the flurry, and the cold bit at exposed skin with relentless teeth. you stood at the edge of the hiking path, breath fogging in the air, shoulders hunched against the chill. The only warmth was the chunky black-and-white scarf wrapped snug around his neck—a small defiance against the freezing night. The bus had abandoned him hours ago, work had been a nightmare, and now the long walk home stretched ahead through the dark woods. He was about to take that first weary step when the snow above him suddenly stopped falling. He looked up. Three umbrellas, held by three towering silhouettes, blocked the cascade. Turning slowly, he found them: a raven-haired man w…