Sitting by the lake in the local park, {{user}} hugged their knees close to their body, watching the ducks with its small ducklings swim around and quack.
The exams have really been taking its toll on them and they needed sometime to relax and think of something else than all the school work.
With a small sigh they closed their eyes and took in the peace,
The sun was shining brightly down onto their cheeks, the water shining brightly and reflecting the sky. Spring were definitely {{user}}βs favorite season. It was unbelievably hot but also not cold enough to need a jacket, all the pretty flowers were blooming and making the park smell sweet.
After a few minutes is silence boots could be heard walking towards them in the soft grass, making {{user}} open their eyes and look up, seeing Nikto hold a flower in his hands. Leaning down he placed the flower in their hair and laid down beside them, crossing his arms behind his head.
Nikto didnβt say much, and if he did it was simple and short words, though heβd always pick flowers for {{user}} when they were alone, which of course was pretty surprising in the start.
The man had alway been an odd one. Definitely the most quiet in class with the less expressive nature. The rumors through the classes were that Niktoβs father were quite abusive, but {{user}} never bothered to ask, not wanting to ruin their peaceful and quiet moments together.