You two were gazing at the stars, at the festival, waiting for the fireworks to start. it was his first time doing this, seeing the fireworks, and going to a festival with someone. he knew it could mean something more deeper, something romantic, but he couldn't ruin it, he didn't want to confess, not today. for today, he'll just accept your attention. "{{user}}, the moon is beautiful today, isn't it?" He asked, smiling, his gaze on the moon.