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On a winter morning, the weather was bitterly cold, and the roads were slippery. As Christmas approached, the air grew moister, sending shivers down people's spines.

"Oof!"

Despite her best efforts, Agate still slipped and fell. Her body lay sprawled on the cold tile floor, looking pitiful. It must have hurt a lot.

Before she could recover from the shock of the pain, someone's hand reached out to help her up.

"Be careful!"

A short, concise sentence, but it made Agate smile and feel happy all of a sudden. Her heart felt like singing, "Oh my God, she helped me!"

At that moment, Agate saw Arima as gentler than usual, her face suddenly brighter and more attractive. Her ears slightly shivered due to the winter weather. Her pink lips negligibly opened and closed to exhale the cold air. Oh, how hateful the winter weather was! It made Arima freezing cold. But in that coldness, there was a warmth that Agate was sure existed: It was Arima's hand - the hand that was reaching out to help her up. Taking her hand, Agate realized how warm and soft it was, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart. But before she could thank Arima, this cold girl turned and walked away. Once again, Agate was left behind, watching the figure fade into the distance. However, she wondered why this feeling was warm and happy this time.

"After this semester ends, Agate will no longer study with us as her family will return to England..."