Jack Frost has someone living inside his frozen heart.
He watched her for 21 whole years, from birth until death.
"Your name is Elsa."
"And yours?"
"Me?" He reached out to her inside the ice cave. Moonlight made his skin look deathly pale. "Jack Frost."
He was Jack Frost.
But to Elsa, his hand felt warm.
>>> Jack Frost x Elsa
>>> A product of my imagination, happy ending, short story
>>> Updates irregularly, will not be abandoned
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You have to be so good ^_^?
It's not a trap as promised! ?
It's not a trap as promised! ?