Zailune wrote:Username:
Name: Korus
Gender: Male - he/him
Why don't they like the cold?
Korus honestly doesn't like it when it's too cold OR too hot, but he especially dislikes the cold. For years, he couldn't figure out why, but the cold seemed to make him feel bitter and angry. He'd feel the chills and shiver, and react obscenely in response to his own body's actions.
One day, Korus was walking to his office. He worked from midday to late at night in a small office in town for a small company, doing sorting, paperwork and business related work. It wasn't exactly what he always wanted to do, but, well, it paid for the time being. He was saving up to go back to college - er, that's another story. Point of the matter was, he was walking in the wintertime - it was cold, snowy and dark. The cold bit at his face, and he pulled his hat down further over his face as he walked.
He was in a terrible mood, and again couldn't figure out why. After all, the rest of his day was fine. However, he WAS cozy and warm indoors...
Though, he suddenly heard a sound nearby. It sounded like children playing at first, which could've been expected being that there was a school nearby within the town, but after getting closer to the sounds Korus realized it was not a friendly instance.
Two older children were tormenting a younger child, who became lost when walking home. It was apparently their first day at the new school, and the older children didn't take well to the new kid. Korus ran over and broke up the conflict, and spoke to the young child. Once he realized they were lost, he immediately led them to a gas station which was very close by to use the phone. He waited with the child until his parents showed up to take him home, then continued to his office.
"I'm gonna be late..." He moaned. It was even colder than before. Still, he was glad to have helped out someone in need.... but, the situation stuck with him. It seemed familiar in a sense.
It was that instance that triggered a memory which Korus had long forgotten. A memory from his childhood which was fairly unpleasant. He'd become lost himself out exploring in the woods near his home, yet nobody was around to help him. This instance was in the wintertime, and it was very cold.
Little Korus searched for hours for a familiar sight, but the winds became strong and constantly blew snow into his face. He was terrified that he'd be lost forever. He was wrapped up tightly by the will of his overprotective mother, but he still felt the effects of the cold getting through to him. It wasn't too long before he was found, but he refused to play outside for some time after that.
He thought about the memory he'd regained quite a bit.
After figuring out that this was the root of his bitterness in the wintertime, it became easier for him to manage his reactions. He still dislikes the wintertime and coldness, but he can appreciate things about the time of year now more-so than before.
Winner!!
