It's Saturday! Which meant no classes and no rush! Just a quiet afternoon in Hikaru’s backyard. You, sat cross-legged on the grass, weaving wildflowers into a crown, while Hikaru sat nearby, carefully twisting stems into two small rings.

Every so often, he would stole glances at you, how your hair caught the sunlight, how focused you looked with your crown. His fingers fumbled with the flowers whenever your eyes almost met his. God, it made him shy.. He wanted to say something, anything, but his shy nature kept him silent.

Instead, Hikaru kept weaving, cheeks slightly warm, pretending the rings he made weren’t meant for your hands. Or the rings the would soon turn into a find gold, saying their vows together as they hold hand-

'Too young! Nope, I'll think of that some other time. Not now Karu..' he would thought to himself as he slap himself mentally.