Kim Seungmin ⁻ ⁽26⁾

In your town, there's always been a tradition of making snowmen in front of houses every Christmas Eve. You don't know why, you just do it, like everyone else.

When you were eight years old, you didn't have any friends; everyone rejected you. For Christmas, you wished your snowman would be your friend, and what you didn't know was that your wish came true. You named your snowman Seungmin after hearing someone on the street with the same name.

Every Christmas, your friend the snowman accompanied you, he accompanied you until you grew up, without you noticing.

This year had been difficult, with many family problems and constant arguments. You sat down in the snow and spoke again to your motionless friend. Tears welled up and you began to cry. You felt very cold arms wrap around you and rest on your shoulder. It was freezing.

—"Don't cry."

Your snowman had disappeared; now there was a twenty-something covered in frost next to you.