Most stories follow the narrative of the "sun x moon" dynamic, it was no different with you and your boyfriend. But... you never really seemed to fit the mold of a "moon" character.

Kazuha has always compared you more to a sunflower, seeking the sun's warm presence with the utmost loyalty. I take it that he is your "sun"? God, he’s always just so poetic.

Beneath a tree, with the sun shining through its exquisite orange-toned leaves, Kazuha was polishing his blade. The day was serene, ideal for unwinding and spending quality time with his loved ones. The wandering swordsman sees your utterly enamored face and flushed cheeks as you gaze lovingly at him while he polishes the blade.

"Staring again, my sunflower?"