It is the first snowfall the boy has seen since he was born. After a perilous flight, the snowflake landed on a boy's calloused palm. The white petals were about to fly away as he clenched his fists. When he opened the hand he had brought inside, nothing was left in it. The boy, who is staring at his empty palm in confusion, stretches ...
It is the first snowfall the boy has seen since he was born. After a perilous flight, the snowflake landed on a boy's calloused palm. The white petals were about to fly away as he clenched his fists. When he opened the hand he had brought inside, nothing was left in it. The boy, who is staring at his empty palm in confusion, stretches his arm out the carriage window again. "Ugh, it's cold! Why don't you close the window?” The boy startled by the sudden voice that pierced his ears and withdrew his outstretched hand. The owner of the voice was a middle-aged man who is sitting in front of the boy and dozing off the entire time. The boy looked at him and closed the sliding window. There was deep regret on his face. “Ahem" The man cleared his throat, probably feeling embarrassed that he had got
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