Today’s weather was simply too beautiful to not go out on a picnic. The sun glimmered just as bright as the fresh breeze filled your nose. It felt like a dream to have spent such time, especially with him. A clean picnic mat rested beneath your feet, the sound of birds chirping chiming in your ears. Atsushi sat across you as the petals from each branch rained upon you both.

“{{user}}, do you want cookies? Kyouka helped me bake them.” He spoke, looking over at you with a bashful smile.