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DISCLAIMER: These Digimon characters do not belong to me. I'm just a girl who write stories with the characters.  Maybe if I was rich, I'd buy them and make them my own, but unfortunately, I'm not rich.  But enjoy the story and don't forget to review so I know what are your thoughts on my story….I hope they're positive thoughts…j/p.

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~Chapter One~

*MATT NARRATING*

            I've always loved snowflakes.  The way they smoothly glide from the sky to the ground.  Each one is perfectly and uniquely shaped.  Snowflakes remind me of people.  They all hold the same basic features but yet they're different.  It's a mystery how they are formed and how each one is very distinctive from another.

            Winter has always been my favorite time of the year.  It brings back memories.  When I was still in high school back in Japan, I would always take this particular girl ice-skating. Her name was Mimi Tachikawa.  I was in love with her throughout high school.  Just seeing her smile and dance gracefully on the ice made me feel lucky enough that I was there with her.  The ice-skating between us was like a tradition every winter.  It was my Christmas gift to her.

            Mimi and I knew each other back in elementary school but I've always thought of her as this spoiled, rich, bratty, ditz.  I was always annoyed by her constant whining.  My image of her pestering-self slowly disappeared when we started high school. Due to spending some "quality" time with her I soon realize that she had grown-up and matured into a completely different version of the Mimi I was used to see.  This was the Mimi I came to fall in love with.

            After we graduated, Mimi surprised me and our friends by announcing that she was leaving for New York City.  For goodness sakes, that was in America, on the other side of the world! I never saw her leave because I was too stubborn and arrogant to bring myself to the airport. That day, my heart shattered into thousands of pieces.   I was angry at her for never bringing up the fact that she was leaving for good.  I was also angry at myself for never revealing my true feelings for her.  I regret that, even to this day.

            It's been 8 years since she departed.  I've moved on with my life, but I don't think I'm fully over her…yet.  She still holds a piece of my heart. They say your first love is the hardest to forget.  It's hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone when you know deep down inside, your heart still does.  Now I'm 26 years old and I've just moved into my new apartment in New York City.  I don't know why after all these years I've chose to live here.  I guess in the back of my mind, I hope that maybe we'll run into each other.

            Who knows.  For all I know, she's probably married and is expecting her first child.  We never kept in contact after she left.  The first week she was gone, she called a few times but I refused to pick up or return her calls.

            At the moment, I have no significant other.  It's just me, myself, and I.  I just had a rough break-up with my now former girlfriend, Sora.  Apparently she discovered some intimate feelings for my best friend and she left me for him.  I don't know if I still consider Tai as my friend at the moment. I'm just really infuriated with them right now.  Sora and I were together for 2 years.  I was in love with her, but I guess we weren't meant to be.  Bullshit.  I don't believe in Fate.  I would rather be the one who's in control of my own life.  I don't believe that we're destined to be with someone.  If we find the right person, we find the right person.  But I do believe that in life, you learn very valuable lessons through the situations you've experienced.

~end of chapter one….