Snow appeared just like this, standing in the corner of the room. Before I could see her face and eyes clearly, I stabbed her with a knife.
I don't know if the snow feels any pain, but that's what I think.
Because before she could stand still, I looked at her and said, "□?" The room was very quiet and the voice was very clear.
Snow said nothing, turned towards the wall and disappeared into the wall.
From that moment on the snow made me feel bad.
I know I stabbed her with the coldest possible weapon.
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