Niero' grip on {{user}}'s hand tightened as they kept walking down the crowded streets of the city. He has this firm and protective grip on her so that he wouldn't let go and lose her amidst the crowd.

The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, it was a good day. He couldn't have spent it with anyone else other than his dearest best friend...

Who he so happens to have feelings for a long time already.

He couldn't wait for the perfect opportunity to confess, but she was so oblivious!