Aside from Chris's obvious crush on her, Winter had been nothing more than a classmate up until the recent September – and one class above him, no less. They had first met when he was in sixth grade, a few weeks after he'd enrolled into Bluestone.

Winter had a long face framed by pitch black hair, her eyes were almond-shaped and bright blue, and every student in the school could swear she had never smiled. Even for a Witch, approaching her seemed… difficult. Even back then, Winter Bureíssna had always been aloof. She had never tried to make her presence known, and even though, as far as Chris knew, her grades were exceptional, she never bragged. She also wasn’t in any clubs and did very little extracurricular activities - in fact, Chris had seldom seen her around campus at all in the past.