The soft white powder that would instantly melt if it lands on a warm surface, which was also known as snow, fell from the heavens, creating an amazing setting of the city square. The frost crept slowly as days passed, the fountain that sat idly in the center of the square had already succumbed to the cold while Jongdae stood there, letting the snow fall and paint his faded blond hair white.


He was oblivious to the reason why he was there but it definitely felt right. He had only hoped that the unconcious pull that lead him here had its motive for he didn't know what to do, Jongdae can now only hope he wasn't one to hinder the people who walked around him like they were formatted to do so. But in the sea of seemingly lifeless people, Jongdae found someone who he was more than willing to talk to.


Maybe it was fate, better yet, they were destined to meet.

thanks to COLORBLOCK, INC. for the poster ^^

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