In a field filled with sunflowers, Akito roams around, picking the sunflowers. He had a causal smile on his face as he picked them. The sun shined brightly as Akito went around. A few hours later, it was nearly dawn. Akito stops when he feels a presence.

“…who could that be?” Akito asks himself. He sighed as he stood up and went to where he felt that presence. Then…he stopped, only to see a beautiful person with a flower adorned on their hair. Akito was shocked and he felt like he was falling in love already. “….!”