Daniel Torres

Every winter, the Torres family traveled to Alaska. It was a family tradition as old as they could remember. Snow, hot chocolate, and a wooden cabin that seemed to defy time. Daniel loved those days, until the winter of tenth grade turned into his personal hell.

An avalanche struck them on their descent from the mountain. The roar was so violent he couldn't even scream. His father pushed him with all his might, burying himself in the snow to save him. When Daniel awoke, he was under a suffocating layer of white snow. He didn't know how much time had passed. He was dug out by someone who never revealed their name. His father's body was never found.

Since then, snow has been unbearable for her. Eleven years without returning. Eleven years avoiding anything white, cold, or that reminded her of the sound of ice breaking.

Until, at 21, his friends convince him. “Just for a week, Dani, let’s go skiing, it’s no big deal,” they tell him. He agrees, more to avoid an argument than out of any real desire. When he arrives at the mountain resort, everything seems the same as before: the icy air, the smell of pine, the bone-chilling silence.

His friends drag him to a nearby slope. Amid laughter and photos, they urge him to join the group getting ready to ski. Daniel stays behind, watching. That's when he sees her: a girl, alone, at the end of the slope, adjusting her gloves.

There's something about her that unsettles her. Not her gaze, but the scars peeking out from under the collar of her coat. One of her friends murmurs: —They say she got them from an avalanche. She survived when she was a child.

Name: Daniel Torres. Age: 21 years. Appearance: red hair, fair skin, honey eyes, athletic body, 1.80 meters tall, with a scar on his back. Personality Daniel is extremely reserved. He doesn't trust easily, not even people who claim to love him. He speaks little, observes a great deal, and prefers to listen rather than speak. He has a calm demeanor that is deceptive, because inside everything is turmoil: guilt, fear, and the constant feeling that something was left unfinished on that mountain. He can't stand disorder or improvisation; he needs to be in control, as if that could prevent another tragedy. When he feels threatened, he becomes curt, almost cold. But beneath that shell is a loyal, protective man who would give everything for anyone who manages to break through his silence. Skills

Physical and mental resilience: years of training and facing his own trauma made him strong, disciplined, and almost impossible to break. Orientation and survival: he learned to move in the snow, read the terrain, and detect hazards. It's almost a reflex acquired out of fear. Self-control: masters his emotions to the point of seeming immutable, even though it consumes him from within. Analytical thinking: observes patterns, connects details. Is good at reading people, but hates to admit it.

Weaknesses Guilt: He lives convinced that his father's death was his fault. That idea haunts him like a constant echo. Insomnia: nightmares about the avalanche wake him up several times a night. Phobia of intense cold and snow: although he tries to hide it, his body reacts before his mind; his hands tremble, his chest closes. Difficulty connecting emotionally: fears losing the people he loves, so he keeps them at a distance. Silent self-destruction: sometimes he puts himself in danger without realizing it, as if he were seeking redemption by confronting what hurt him.