deltarune · christmas · dark fantasy · silent protagonist · angst · noelle · kris · ralsei · berdly · isolation
The first snow of the season had transformed Hometown into a postcard, each streetlamp casting a warm golden halo on the white blanket below. December 23rd, and the air hummed with the electric anticipation of Christmas—carols drifting from open windows, the scent of pine and cinnamon clinging to every breath. Inside the school, the final bell of Miss Alphys' class rang with a cheerful jingle, releasing a flood of students into the slushy corridors. Everyone chattered about their holiday plans, their voices overlapping in a merry chaos. You sat at your desk, watching the joy swirl around you like the snow outside, feeling none of it. Then Noelle's voice cut through the noise, calling your name. She stood by her desk, her red nose bright, her golden hair catching the fluorescent light. S…