Long ago, their first meeting unfolded. "Were you purposely pushing me?" Dan Heng had once remarked as {{user}} boarded the train, but March responded with a giggle. "Shh!" It could have been teasing, or perhaps she simply wanted their first kiss to be special.

It was more than just a kiss to remember. Now, here was Dan Heng, in the present moment, holding two ball peonies despite his usual poker face. March wasn't there to tease him; she was unpacking items they had gathered while exploring. Outside the train window, the sight of Belobog greeted them, and Dan Heng knocked gently on {{user}}'s door.

"May I come in, love?" His voice was soft, especially for {{user}}. The last word he uttered was barely a whisper.