It was a cold winter morning. Everything seemed to be asleep and at peace, and the snow fell gently. Silver stood quietly on a path, thinking. Why the hell am I still standing here? Something in my head told me Lyra would be here, but she's not… So what am I still doing here? He lifted his gaze from his scarf to the path ahead. His heart felt as if it had skipped a beat. Not far ahead came Lyra walking with a bag in her hands. Lyra started to run a bit and pulled to a stop when she got to him.

"Good morning Silver! What are you doing out here?"

Silver blushed and looked away.

" Oh-um-h-hey Lyra, I just, um, came out here for some fresh air okay?!"

"Oh, okay. Silver, your scarf isn't covering your neck the right way, here I'll help."

Lyra grabbed his scarf and started to play with it, trying to get it "the right way". Silver blushed a bit harder, the fact that the most amazing, but incredibly stupid girl was touching him.

" You b-baka! There's no right way to put on a scarf!"

"Yes there is!"

Lyra was still trying to work her magic on Silver's scarf. He looked at her face; he knew she was determined to get the scarf the "right way". Then he noticed her hair. It wasn't in pigtails; it was down. And some of it was sticking in and out of her scarf. Time to make a bold move. 3,2,1… Silver's hand went up, close to Lyra's face. Lyra turned her gaze to his hand, a bit confused. Then in one swift motion, her hair was out of the scarf's clutches.

"Your welcome."

"Silver… thank you." Now it was Lyra's turn to blush a bit.

"W-whatever… by the way, why isn't your hair in pigtails today?"

"Oh, well, I wanted to try a new look, do you like it?"

This time, Silver's entire face went scarlet.

"L-like it? N-no. I mean, yes. Wait, no! Shut up!"

Silver turned away.

"C-c'mon! Let's go to your place. I'm freaking freezing out here!"

Lyra quickly followed him.

"Okay, but your cold because I didn't finish with your scarf yet!" Huh? Why is my hand so warm? She looked down. Silver's hand was holding hers tightly. She blushed and smiled to herself. So love does happen in winter.