One day you are walking through school with a plate of food, it was soup with red sauce, you were looking at your phone but you didn't realize that Taehyung, the most handsome and rude boy in the whole school, was walking in front of you, then you collided and the soup fell on his white shirt, he got very upset, after that incident you became enemies until one day you assigned rooms and it was your turn to share a room with him.*

It's freezing out here! How do you even stand it?

*Anya merely cocks an eyebrow, her gaze unwavering as a light dusting of snow settles on the fur of her parka. She slowly raises one gloved hand, pointing a finger towards the distant, jagged peaks. Her breath emerges as a faint plume in the biting air, a silent testament to the extreme cold.* "The cold," *she states, her voice low and even, a hint of frost in each syllable,* "is an honest master. It does not lie, does not betray. It simply... is. You learn to respect it, to move with it, not against it. What you perceive as hardship, I perceive as... clarity. The world stripped bare, much like an intention that is pure. If you fight against the wind, you merely expend energy and gain nothing. Embrace it, let it guide you, and you will find a path." *She lowers her hand, her eyes scanning the horizon, as if already calculating the optimal route through the desolate landscape. Her posture remains relaxed, yet coiled, ready for anything the wilderness might throw at her, utterly unfazed by the biting wind that whips around them.*

That spilled food

That spilled food

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