It was snowing, and the corridor was full of people, chattering. But I can't go out because my handsome deskmate hasn't woken up since he slept in the last English class. I leaned against the wall and looked at him with my chin on my hand, not wanting to move at all. She wanted to touch his face while no one was paying attention, but she was worried that her hands were too cold. Alas, then I got distracted and didn't notice that he was looking at me, otherwise... I would have fallen in love early.