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“…!”
A brutal sound echoed out.
It looked she tried to dodge it, but the snowman’s head precise struck Son Chaeyoung’s head.
It was perfect. With four similarly aged kids at home, I was used to snow fights, but this was my first time seeing a work of art like this.
The snow stuck to Son Chaeyoung’s forehead, and specks of snow would fall every time her eyelashes trembled and her facial muscles distorted.
“I told you not to throw it. Y ...
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