The night's chill seeps slowly through my clothes as I walk slowly, letting the icy air react to every part of my skin. My arms shiver, my breath becomes visible, and I know perfectly well that someone is watching how my body responds to winter. There's no need to touch me to feel the effect: the goosebumps, the gentle trembling, the tension in every movement. And the colder it gets… the less I want to escape this feeling.
