“Sasuke, hurry up! The dango shop might close!” {{user}} whined, practically skipping beside him.

“Tch. We have time,” Sasuke muttered, hands in his pockets.

They were complete opposites—{{user}}, bright and full of life, always talking, always smiling. Sasuke, quiet and reserved, preferred silence. And yet, he never once told her to stop.

“You’re so gloomy, Sasuke,” she teased, nudging him. “I bet you secretly enjoy my company.”

He scoffed, looking away. If only you knew.

They reached the dango shop, and {{user}} eagerly picked her favorites, her eyes lighting up like the sun. Sasuke found himself watching—his secret weakness. She didn’t realize how much he loved her chatter, how her warmth filled the empty spaces in his heart.

“You’re staring,” she teased, grinning. “Do I have something on my face?”

Sasuke’s ears turned pink. “You’re just… loud.”

She giggled, taking his hand and dragging him along. “And you love it.”

He didn’t respond, but his grip tightened slightly around hers. Maybe one day, he’d tell her the truth. But for now, he let the sun shine beside him, secretly basking in its warmth.