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Prologue
Before Jack Frost became who he is today, he had a family, a life. People were able to see him and he had friends. He was known as Jack back then. Just plain ol' Jack who was the friendliest and most popular boy in the village. His brown hair was loved by the girls and his agility was popular among the boys when they played. He loved the colour brown because he had brown hair, brown eyes. It was his signature colour. He even had a brown fur cape he always wore around the village! He had a cute little sister he loved playing pranks on and teasing. When push comes to shove, he would protect his sister like a good big brother would. He listened to his mother and father. He loved his family very much. He also had a crush. A very large crush he kept hidden with his smirks and charming talks. Jack lived next door to her, hut to hut. He enjoyed spending time with the girl, taking walks near the frozen pond, eating next to her in the campfire in the summer. He still had fun when he had his little sister tagging along with them.
Melanie lived next door to Jack and his family. Hut to hut she and Jack would say to each other over and over again. She was friends with Jack long before she realized how important he was to her. He was her rock, her go-to buddy, her crush. He was the shoulder she could lean on and she knew that he knew he could do the same. She loved being around his family, it felt more homely than her own home where her father worked day and night trying to put food on the table. Her father would comment that she was the spitting image of her runaway mother. They both had black hair (cropped short with a dagger), chocolate brown eyes and an oval face. On the other hand, her father was blond with a strong jaw and bright blue eyes. Melanie wondered if she was actually abandoned on his footstep instead, not his true daughter. Every time she thought that, she would push away the bad thoughts and help her father. She cooked and sewed for the families who needed the most help. She mostly got corners of bread or the bones of meat but whatever she received, she felt blessed to have anything. Jack's mother welcomes her with open arms, giving her and her father free food and inviting her for supper each night. She always ate alone after all, but as much as she enjoyed the thought she would think that it was wrong to intrude the family. Sometimes Jack would come eat with her. He would bring what his mother made and bring some just for her. She loved those times. He was there, she was there and everything would feel picture perfect. She never thought those times would end with such a lovely boy like him.