I sat on my bed. I'd woken up early that day and had plenty of time before school. It was silent apart from the gentle ticking of the clock on the wall.

Slowly I heaved myself out of bed and opened my curtains, the room flooded with vibrancy and outside, much to my joy, it had started snowing.

All of a sudden my morning laziness disappeared and I was full of energy. I washed and dressed in record breaking speed and ate breakfast in half the time I normally do.

For some reason winter is my favourite season. Whenever I see snow i feel full of energy and want to be outside asap.

I ran downstairs and put on my furry winter jacket and new leather snow boots. But then I remembered my scarf. It was my most precious possession.

I always kept it in the locked drawer next to my bed where I knew I couldn't lose it. It was a tatty, patchwork scarf made of pastel colours. It was several years old and the ends were fraying but I still wore it. Why you ask?

Because it was given to me by my very first and only crush.

It was the day of my elementary school play. I'd been given the lead role in the play, my life long dream at the time.

But I was getting teased. People told me I wasn't good enough and that the teacher's had made a mistake. As a 9 year old I started feeling insecure and developed a severe case of stage fright the night before the play.

I stood on stage terrified and began to cry. The audience went hysterical with laughter and my class started shouting insults at me. It was the most embarrassing moment of my life.

I ran out of the building as fast as I possibly could and sat, leaning against a tree, crying. It started snowing but I didn't care I just cried and cried. Suddenly I started to feel the cold, I hadn't worn a jacket or anything when I ran out so I was sat there shivering.

"Don't cry, it'll be okay." I heard a voice say. I looked up and saw a boy who I'd never seen before. He sat beside me and asked what was the matter.

"I embarrassed myself in front of the whole school and now everyone hates me!" I whimpered. "Now I'm cold and alone." He smiled slightly and took off his scarf before wrapping it around my neck.

"Here have my scarf you'll feel warmer. And not 'everyone' hates you. I like you." I smiled warmly and buried my face in the scarf. It was warm. I walked around with him clearing my head before walking back to the school.

"Thank you so much, for everything, uhh what was your name?" I asked when he was about to leave.

"Fujioka Maki's the name! You can call me Maki." He said cheerily.

"I'm (l/n) (f/n)!" I replied. "Thank you again so much, Maki-kun." I handed him back his scarf but he just shook his head and pushed my hands back.

"Take it, as a reminder of me." He said, wrapping it back around my neck. He took off my wristband and added "And I'll take this as a reminder of you, ok?" I nodded while wriggling my empty wrist. We waved eachother goodbye with a smile and he ran away.

As he left my smile faded away and I started to feel lonely again. That moment I realised that he was no ordinary person to me.

I talked it out with my older sister and she hugged me tightly.

"Aww my wittle sister has a crush!" She cooed almost strangling me. At first I tried denying it but as I thought more deeply into it I accepted reality.

The next day I set out to find him. It was warmer and I wanted to return the scarf but after a couple of hours of searching I gave up. The following days I kept searching for him but he was no where to be found. I gave up for good in the end and have kept the scarf safe until I met him again.

Now here I am, a first year high school student still hung up on my childhood crush. Still holding onto that scarf of memories.

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