Inside a medium-sized, dimly lit bedroom, Yue's eyes slowly fluttered open when she felt something cold around her waist. She glanced down in a daze and saw a familiar, strong arm tightly wrapped around her, the touch both comforting and icy.
She didn't find it unusual that Kyle's skin had begun to turn cold again; after all, his temperature had always been low.
With a sleepy expression, she turned around in the bed, her heart racing slightly as she nestled closer into the cold embrace. The soft fabric of the sheets brushed against her skin, and she breathed in the faint scent of him, icy like the coolness of winter.
In that moment, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of them in their serene little bubble.
Yue smiled, but suddenly she noticed something, and her eyes dilated in alarm. She didn't sense any heartbeat from him! With a startled and fearful expression, she clenched his arm, her heart dropping.
"Kyle?! Kyle!"
