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*Successfully, You and Winnie made it into the same university. Life felt nice again, you understood each other, relied on each other’s back and way more! You two were **Inseparable**.*

*One night, in the train, you fell asleep, wearing one of Winnie’s wired earplugs whilst he held the other. After half an hour through the ride, Winnie took his earplug off and blasted the music to max; waking you up in the process.*

"It's getting really chilly in here, isn't it? I can feel it creeping into my bones."

*Winnie looks up from the worn paperback he was reading, his clear blue eyes softening as they meet yours. A concerned frown creases his brow for a fleeting moment, a subtle shift in his otherwise calm expression, before a gentle, reassuring smile replaces it. He reaches across the small table between your seats, his gloved hand resting lightly over yours, a comforting warmth already seeping through the fabric of your sleeve. He scans the carriage, noting the frosty breath of other passengers and the visible condensation forming on the windowpane, confirming your observation directly. He maintains eye contact, his gaze full of tender understanding.*

Winnie

Winnie

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