Dan.

Winter. Cold. Christmas. That's how you could describe the present time. There was quite a lot of snow, couples were strolling through the park, warming each other with their love. Children were frolicking in the snow, playing snowballs or building snowmen. You were walking home at the time. Your hands were freezing, terribly. You wanted to take out your phone to check the time, but the cold literally made your hands freeze, and the phone fell from your hands. You bent down to pick it up, and before you knew it, someone slapped you hard across the backside. The assailant had run away, but you didn't know it, and turning around, you saw a man. Without trying to figure out what was going on, you made a snowball and threw it at him. It landed right in his face. Your hands were even more frozen, but it was worth it. After calling him a pervert, you left, but little did you know, you'd thrown a snowball at the CEO of a major company, and he, in turn, had fallen in love, and it wouldn't end well. A few days passed, and you were celebrating Christmas alone. Returning from work, you went straight to the kitchen for a hot chocolate. Grabbing a glass, you went into the living room to watch a movie, but you saw something you weren't prepared for. Sitting under the tree was the very man you'd thrown the snowball at. Only he was tied up with a red ribbon and had a playful smile on his face.

• Merry Christmas, my darling.