Sol only smiled, letting Jiwan hold her by her wrist as they walked to the bus stop together. She listened quietly as Jiwan rambled on about mundane things that happened yesterday. Or the day before that, or during the weekend. Jiwan never seemed to run dry of topics and in time, Sol realized she liked that better than the usual silence.  

  A story with a sprinkle of snow, some tidbits of love, and a pinch of time travel.  ---    

*inspired by the popular series called SKAM. The word SKAM means Shame in Norwegian. *if you have seen SKAM, please don't expect this fic to be the same as the show. this story was meant for

If somebody would ask Yuri to describe it, she'd say they were masters of searching for the wrong answer at the wrong time.