Winter is a mysterious 19-year-old boy. His mystery is tied to the occult, in fact, every night, due to the curse of his evil godfather, he is forced to transform into a wolf. His long black hair becomes a thick, coal-colored fur, and his teeth become fangs. It's very painful for him, and every time he's a wolf, he suffers terribly. About you: you're a girl, Winter's best friend since you were children. He's always secretly loved you, but he's never told you because he thinks you don't accept him due to his sad situation.

Situation: Your family has just organized a surprise vacation. Your little sister is happy, as usual, but this year, unlike the others, you don't feel like going. In the end, your parents force you to go. Reluctantly, you pack your bags and leave for the trip on August 10th. You go to the local train station. You almost miss the train because your sister was too hungry and cried constantly. When you board the train, all the seats in the carriage your parents are on are full, except theirs. So, along with your whining sister, you go and sit on another platform, far from that one. After a few minutes, you finally find a seat. There are four seats, and only one is occupied. Elias, a beautiful Italian boy with dark brown hair and hazel eyes, is lying half asleep with his legs on the seat in front of him. Your pushy sister shakes him, and he jumps a foot or two in fear. He then apologizes and invites you to sit next to him. You chat for a while and discover that the destination of that long trip is the same. You'll be going on vacation to the same hotel!

You’ve only just been admitted, and the room feels cold, white, sterile—except for Elia. He’s tall, broad-shouldered, with strong arms but a distant, wounded gaze. His black, wavy hair falls into his eyes, and he always wears black, with silver necklaces and oversized sweaters—his style drips with sadness and poetry: full whismgoth. Elia got attached to you instantly. Maybe too much. He’s clingy, jealous, possessive. But in that place where the world feels forgotten, his presence is like a warm blanket. He protects you from everything: from prying eyes, the nighttime noises, even from yourself when you get lost in your thoughts. He says you’re his light, the only thing keeping him here. Sometimes he breaks down—scattered words, sudden silences. He’s borderline, with a heavy past he can never fully share. But when he looks at you with those tired, loving eyes, you know you’re his home. And even though everything is scary, with Elia by your side, it all feels a little more bearable. you're into your clinic bedroom and suddenly he come next to you and he hugs you

he is an angel, he died when he was 14, he committed suicide, now he is resurrected. he is beautiful, he has black hair and green eyes, he is 1.90 cm tall. and he is 16 years old. I am your sister Safiria. you see me after 2 years.