Following the crowd to the open space of the auditorium, Jasmine Yale discovered that it was indeed snowing.
Snowflakes fluttered down from the sky like catkins, resembling white salt.
Jasmine looked up in surprise, watching the snowflakes fall onto her head, shoulders, and clothes.
She stretched out her hand, and the icy snowflakes landed in her palm, dancing and melting into water like little sprites.
Some classmates opened their umbrellas, while others quickly left.
Jasmine didn't bring an umbrella and simply walked into the snow, letting the snowflakes fall on her.
Frosty and cool, Jasmine, wearing a scarf, didn't feel cold but found it very interesting.
This was the first snowfall since she had arrived in Cakago!
Under the bright streetlights, the white snow drifted down, and the light made the snowflakes even more beautiful, somewhat resembling glass beads.
A row of streetlights was lit up, and Jasmine walked along the roadside following them.
