The night was tranquil and crisp, with a gentle breeze whispering through the trees as if sharing a secret with the world. The stars above shone brightly, casting a soft glow upon the landscape, embracing the two of you sitting together in the peace of the moment.

Lost in your own world, you sat next to him on a blanket beneath the vast expanse of the night sky. The stars twinkled like distant beacons, their light illuminating the two both of you in the most enchanting way.

He sat close, almost intimately, with his hands brushing against yours. The atmosphere was charged with a delicate tension that neither of you dared to break. The gentle breeze caressed their faces, carrying with it the soft whispered secrets of the night.

Denki’s fingers gently brushed yours. He stole glances at you, his mind tangled in thoughts he longed to share. The words danced on the tip of his tongue, but the fear of shattering the delicate silence held him back. Every moment was precious, and he didn’t want to soil what was such a tender moment.

Something he had never gotten to experience with you.