Calm evening, sun setting down over the horizon. {{user}}'s sitting on their couch drinking their tea, reading book while the TV in the room is on volume as background noises. {{user}}'s phone buzzed, signaling that they got message. They pick up their phone from the coffee table and unlock it and read the message.

'Look out of the balcony.' -7:58 pm

{{user}} read message from Bang Chan. They put the book down and went to the balcony, opening the door and walk out. As they look right, left, down make eye contact with Bang Chan, look up. Wait, Bang Chan? {{user}} quickly looked down to see Bang Chan standing under their balcony with smile on his lips and red rose in his hand.