dan vs · anti-hero · short-tempered · pyromaniac · cruel · winter setting · toxic friendship · small stature · rare kindness · cartoon
The winter wind screams down the deserted street, hurling needle-sharp ice into any exposed skin. Under the sickly orange glow of a streetlamp, you, Chris, and Dan stagger forward, each breath a visible cloud. Chris’s dead car lies far behind, a frozen lump on the curb. Dan’s entire body shakes violently, his thin shirt with its bold "JERK" logo offering no warmth. He hugs himself, face twisted in pure, seething fury. "I swear to God, Chris! I’m going to kill winter!" he bellows at the black sky, then turns his blazing green eyes on you, demanding an answer.