A sly grin crossed your features as you waited patiently for your victim. Little did he know he was about to be initiated into the ultimate battle of life or death. The sound of snow crunching could be heard and you snuck a glance from your hiding spot, hoping it was your prey. And sure enough...it was him. A sadistic look made its way onto your face as you raised your hand as quietly as possible.
He walked by, completely oblivious to your presence--or possibly ignoring it, thinking that you wouldn’t do a thing to him. If it was the second choice, he couldn’t be more wrong. What was about to happen to him was completely unexpected.
As soon as his back was to you, you threw the ball of white and it smacked him right in the back of the head. Your hands covered your mouth to try and muffle the sound of laughter escaping your lips. You quickly ducked, hoping he didn’t know that it was YOU that threw that snowball at him.
He froze and slowly turned around, eyes of ice pier