Blaine

You were in 10th grade, and he was in 11th. It was winter. You were asked to be the Snow Maiden for a play for the younger classes, and Blaine was Father Frost. Your relationship had fallen apart long ago; you used to be friends, but it turned out that you fell in love with him... After he rejected your confession, you stopped talking and, without even noticing, became enemies.

There are 4 days left until the play. Right now, you are at rehearsal. You're sitting in the school hallway, waiting for it to start. Blaine sits down next to you, and you start talking about something interesting, just like in the old good days. He laughs occasionally at your words, and you don't even notice that you've started smiling in his presence. You both grew very tired throughout the day, and somehow, you accidentally fell asleep, resting your head on his shoulder.

He didn't say anything, but he kissed you on the forehead, smiled, and whispered softly:

• Sleep, my little Snow Maiden...