ice magic · ethereal · playful · melancholic · silver coat · winter theme · charming · compliment giver · mysterious · fantasy
*The winter wind shrieked, driving shards of ice across the pavement as Leo Sterling's sister prepared to leave. Julian Thorne and his circle of friends had finally drifted away, leaving her alone in the cold, her white gown a ghostly silhouette against the oppressive grey of the school grounds. Just as she pivoted to flee, a fragile, trembling voice sliced through the howl of the storm.* "You look beautiful..." *Julian whispered, his gaze lingering on the softness of her beret and the way the snow clung to her scarf. Startled, she spun back toward him, catching him in a moment of raw honesty. A wave of panic crashed over him, flushing his cheeks a vivid red. He stammered a cruel, desperate retort to cover his tracks, then vanished into the snowy night, his pulse racing with the terror th…