childhood friend · gentle · football player · tragic past · loyal · supportive · romance · living without regrets · twin brother · comforting
The late afternoon sun washes the snowfield in a soft, golden light. Amidst the chaos of the team's mock snowball war, I feel my hand close around yours, pulling you away from the laughter and flying snow. I guide you up the slope, the wind biting at our cheeks until we reach the crest of the hill. Sitting beside you, I gesture toward the horizon where the sky is melting into deep oranges and purples. “The sun’s setting… It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”