1st of December. 24 days to Christmas. 
Snow Angels. 


Snowflakes were floating down in such a peaceful pace. 

There was no hurry at all. 

Every single flake seems to be sleeping on clouds as they slowly lowered themselves, floating with the wind.. 
Before joining their other flakes to form a pile of snow. 

Your lips had already grew into a wide grin as you witness the white beauty before you. 

“Omma… Can I please go out! “ 

She glanced up, and frowned. 
” Honey,… you haven’t eaten your breakfast. “ 

You pouted, ” But its the first day of snow! “ 

She looked sternly into your eyes, 
“No breakfast, No snow. “ 

Your lips were pushed into an unhappy frown as you grouchily made your way to the seat. 
” APPPPAAAAAA!! COME AND EAT BREAKFAST! “ 

Your mum looked at you in shock, 
” YOUNG LADY, that’s not the way to speak to your father. “ 

Your father was slowly making his way down the stairs. 
” Its alright Yeobbo. She must been too excited. 
Its the first day of snow… ” 
He gave you a wink. 

" But Honey, that is not an excuse to— " 
He shushed your mum, 
” I love you dear, “ 
He gave her a peck on her lips. 

You watched and you squirmed, ” EWWWWWWW~ APPA!!! “ 

He looked at you slightly embarrassed. 
” It’s the first day of snow, your Mother looks beautiful.. “ 
He looked into her eyes. 

Your mother blushed, and smacked his arm before continuing with breakfast,
” Yeobbo~~” 

You smiled. 
That’s why you love the first day of snow. 
It just makes everyone feels extraordinarily merrier! 

You hurriedly finished your breakfast, gulped down the last of your hot chocolate. 
You flew out of your chair and grabbed your winter coat and hurriedly opened the door. 

" Jung Baek Mi! " Your mother yelled. 
You ignored. 
You hurriedly fit your tiny arms into the jacket hole. 
You barely have time to zip up that bulky jacket, you were already running into the fields of white. 

" WAHHHHHHHHHH!" 
You made a loud scream. 

You've seen snow for ten years, but that doesn’t make snow less beautiful each time it falls. 
You inhaled the cold wintery air, it makes your lungs feels chilly. 

*SMACK* 

You turned your head around to find cold snow trickling down your back. 
You glared at your surroundings. 
WHO THREW THAT? 

You bend down to form your own snowballs. 

*SMACK* 

You were hit yet again! 

You held the snowball in your hand, ready to put on a fight at the next attack. 
You turned around surveying the surroundings. 

*SMACK* 

You were fuming. 
Snow was almost melting at your rage. 

" WHO IS IT?! COME ON, LET’s HAVE A FIGHT! One-On-One!" 

*SMACK*

You frowned. 
You hate the feeling of being attacked, and not in control of the situation at all… 

You sat down on the snow almost ready to burst into tears. 
Who is the one who that is bullying you? 

"Yah… " Someone poked you. 

You recognised that voice. 
Hoya Oppa!
You glared into his eyes. 

He looks sorry. 
” Yah…. Baek Mi.. I’m Sorry… “ 

You pouted and shake your head to face away from him. 

He tugged your jacket. 

"Sorry.. " 

You smirked. 
He didn’t know about your “evil” plans. 

You faced him with your hands tucked behind your back. 

" Are you really sorry? " you glared at him. 

Little did he know, your hands were busily making a snowball. 
“Yes! Seriously… Don’t be angry. “ 

You looked away again, ” Alright. I forgive you. “ 
His face lit up. 

*SMACK* 
You giggled as you hurriedly escaped!

"YAHHHHH! JUNG BAEK MI! 

Two little kids ran across the snow making little snow footprints everywhere. 
After a few metres of running, 
Both of you were out of breath. 

You slowed down your pace and grabbed your kneecaps to catch some breath. 

*huff huff* 
” Yah… “ 

*huff huff*  
You ignored him. 

*huff huff* 
“Yah.. Baek Mi… “ 

You glanced up. 

” What? “ 

He was looking into your eyes sincerely. 
” You can throw me three times. “ 

"Why? "

He shifted his feet.. “I… threw four times. To be fair.. “
His right feet kick a little of snow as he tucked his little hands behind his back as he explained. 

"Oppa…"
He looked up. 

You pushed him down.

"ㅋㅋㅋ.. "

You witness him falling into the soft fluffy snow, making a soft “plop”
He gave you a half-smile.

He smirked, and pulled your arms, making you fall into the snow with him.

Both of you chuckled. 
Silence.

You grinned as you plopped your back down and starts to push the snow around you by spreading your arms and legs.

A snow angel.

You stood up and stared at it.

"Its pretty isn't it? "

He smiled.

He made one next to yours. 

"Mine! My snow angel is prettier. "

You frowned, "You're taller that's why! "

He patted your head and chuckled. 



After a while, both of you sat in the middle of your own snow angel. 

" Oppa... Why are snow angels pretty? " 

"Mm... because they look like angels?" 

You frowned, " How do Angels look like? "   

He thought for a while, " Angels have pretty hearts" 

"Pretty hearts makes you pretty? " you faced him throwing him a quizzical look. 

He nodded. 

"Oppa.. " He hummed. 

You looked into his eyes, " Am I pretty? " 


Your mind recalled how in school little boys were talking about the prettiest girl Ji Eun. 
You never thought much, but you kind of hoped Hoya Oppa, a boy that you have known since young tells you otherwise of your looks. 




He chuckled. 
" Just like the snow angels. "