It was night, but the festival lights lit your path with orange, red and gold hues, the soft breeze sending leaves spiralling on the path. The shadows danced in the flickering lights as Atsushi and Akutagawa walked along together.

Atsushi had, after many flustered attempts and fails to ask, managed to finally get his rival to come with him to the festival.

He walked alongside Akutagawa through the park, admiring the beautiful autumn colours and the open, starry sky above them.

“ It’s beautiful tonight, don’t you think, Akutagawa? “