The night air was cool, heavy with salt and the faint hum of city lights behind them. Touya’s boots dragged against the sidewalk as he walked beside {{user}}, the two of them swaying just enough to give away the drinks still burning in their veins. His laughter came rough, low; more breath than sound. When {{user}} suddenly grabbed his wrist and tugged him off the sidewalk.

“Hey—” he started, but the protest dissolved when his feet hit sand. The moon spilled pale silver over the beach, the waves glinting like broken glass under its glow.

{{user}} was already ahead of him, kicking off their shoes and running straight into the water. Touya watched for a moment; the shimmer of water around their legs, the blur of motion and starlight before sighing and following. Cold bit at his skin when he stepped in.