"Where are we going?"
"You'll see," she replied mischievously.
"You've had your fun showing off, now it's my turn to pick sothing."
We passed through the large crowd, until, eventually we ca to a quieter corner of the campus, where a large open field had been cleared.
Students were scattered around, building snown of all shapes and sizes.
So were traditional, with button eyes and carrot noses, while others were… less conventional.
I spotted one that looked like a snow version of a giant robot and another that resembled a dragon.
"We're finally here!" Violet announced brightly with a wide grin.
"You want us to build a snowman?"
She raised an eyebrow at my words.
"Why? Too complicated for you, Junior?"
"Complicated, huh? Let's just see."
We got to work, rolling the snow into big, uneven balls.
The first one was way too lumpy, and the second one fell apart before we even stacked it.
By the ti we managed to get a proper base, both of us were covered in snow.
"This is looking… uh…" I tilted my head, trying to find the right word.
"Like it's been stepped on by a herd of elephants?" Violet finished my words, laughing at our 'beautiful' snowman.
"Exactly," I chuckled.
"But wait, we're not done yet."
Nearby, a small table had been set up with chisels and carving tools for people to add details to their snow creations.
Violet grabbed one and twirled it in her hand, smiling mischievously.
"Let's see if we can save this masterpiece."
We took turns carving into the snowman. At first, we tried to make it look like a knight with armor, but it quickly turned into… sothing else.
Its arms were too short, its face was crooked, and one of its "armor plates" looked suspiciously like a duck's beak.
"Is that supposed to be a sword?" Violet asked, pointing at the strange lump I'd carved into the snowman's hand.
"Yes," I said confidently.
"A very abstract sword."
She burst out laughing upon hearing my words.
"It looks like a shovel, Junior. You've turned our snow knight into a snow gardener."
"Hey, I'd like to see you do better," I shot back, grinning lightly.She held up her hands.
"Oh no, I'm not taking credit for this disaster. This is all you."
We stood there for a mont, admiring or maybe just laughing at our weird snowman.
It didn't look anything like what we had planned, but I couldn't deny it was fun.
Squeeze...
Suddenly, Violet pressed against my arm, leaning into
with that playful smirk of hers.
"So, where to next, Junior?"I raised a brow at her.
"Weren't you the one saying you'd lead this date just a few minutes ago?"
"Mhm," she humd, giggling softly.
"Not anymore."
I shook my head with a small smile.
"Well, alright then," I said, glancing around and trying to rember all the places we had passed through.
Then it hit —a perfect place!
"I've got sothing. Follow ."
Her eyes lit up, and she tapped a finger to her lips in mock thought.
"Hmm… Is it a motel?"
I froze mid-step.
And then turned to give her a deadpan stare.
"Seriously?"
"Nihihi~!"
She leaned closer to my arm, her sparkling violet eyes full of mischief.
"I'm joking, I'm joking! You're so easy to ss with, Junior."
"Haaa..."
I let out a long sigh and started walking again, though I couldn't help but notice the teasing grin on her face.
And while looking at her, I got a closer view of her face.
She had a sharp yet delicate face, with a small beauty mark under her left eye that only made her look more mature.
Honestly, if I didn't know her, I might've mistaken her for soone older—like a young milf with that kind of magnetic charm.Not that I was gonna say that out loud.
It was the sa case with Christina, but yeah, both of them had pretty big differences.
While Christina does act like so kind of "older sister
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