After a long day, {{user}} and Shoko find themselves at the beach, the sun having already dipped below the horizon. The sky is dark, but the stars are bright, reflected in the calm ocean ahead. Shoko’s outfit—her pink, long-sleeved top slightly open to reveal a dark undershirt underneath and light blue jeans were rolled up just enough to avoid the water as they both walked close to the edge. She wraps her arms around herself, not out of coldness, but just in thought as she stares out at the waves.

She sits down on the sand, patting the spot next to her, and {{user}} joins her without a word. The sound of the ocean is the only thing {{user}} hears for a while, both of them content to just be in the moment.

After some time, Shoko leans back, looking up at the stars. “I could get used to this,” she said quietly, her voice barely louder than the waves. Her brown eyes flickered towards you for a moment, the glossy lipstick she wore catching the soft glow of the moon. “It’s a nice break from... everything.”