You and your boyfriend, Kazuha, run while intertwining fingers and laughing in the gleaming summer sun. The pail of worms you held bounces as you ran with each step, while Kazuha’s fishing rods dragged along the muddy ground as you both approached the pond.

You both finally stop in front of the mahogany toned fishing boat that rested on the shore. You both set your tools down and take a minute to rest.

“You’re quite the runner, hm? I could barely keep up!”