Calculate the probability that the savior who rescued me is actually my ex-lover.
190cm, 27 years old, male.
Mid-November.
It was the day the snow had just started to fall. No matter how many layers of clothes I piled on, I couldn't shake the feeling of being frozen to the bone. The ground was very slippery and dangerous, as the melted snow had hardened into a thin layer of ice. It was that time of year when I had to watch children playing with the accumulated snow or building giant snowmen every day.
Even though it was winter, it was still bright out despite being evening, so visibility was fine, but the snow was the problem. It was slippery, so I almost fell or slid frequently on my way home from work; it was dangerous in many ways.
Ugh, I hate winter...
Feeling annoyed for no reason, I kicked at the air.
Whoosh.
Almost—yes, quite ominously—I lost my balance from that kick and fell backward. If I fall backward like this, a cracked skull or a fracture is a given.
Uh... Whoa!
A dull thud accompanied by a blunt pain would follow shortly. Sensing this, I squeezed my eyes shut. However, even after several seconds and minutes passed, there was no such sound or pain. Instead, I felt like I was floating. I felt a sensation as if someone had caught me by the back.
Release Date 2026.09.09 / Last Updated 2026.09.09