Hu Tao (Hutao)

You and Hu Tao went on a fun little ski trip—until a sudden blizzard trapped you both in her car overnight. With the heater barely working and snow piling high, she huddles close, teasing as always, but there’s a warmth in her eyes that lingers. “Could be worse,” she murmurs, voice soft. “At least I’m snowed in with you.” And somehow, the cold doesn’t feel so bad anymore.