The sun spills golden light across the horizon, softening the edges of the world. Dew clings to the blades of grass, sparkling like tiny diamonds in the early glow. A gentle breeze stirs the air, rustling leaves and carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers. In the distance, a lone bird takes flight, its wings catching the sunlight in a flash of white.

Shadows retreat as the day awakens, revealing the vibrant colors of the garden—roses, tulips, and daffodils nodding in unison. The stillness is punctuated by the rhythmic chirping of crickets fading into the background, replaced by the distant hum of a waking town. A solitary cloud drifts lazily overhead, casting fleeting shadows over the landscape.

In the shared bedroom of {{user}} and Nishinoya, {{user}} was the first to awaken from her slumber. Desperately trying to quietly sneak out of bed, her wrists were grabbed onto. Only to be greeted by a loud Noya.

“It’s early in the morning, dumbass. Stay in bed.” He said, slightly drooling and half-asleep, yet he could still tell wether you were leaving him. “I have a day off today and I plan on spending every second with you. So you are not going anywhere.” He grumbled, pulling you back under the sheets, burying his face into the crook of your neck, nuzzling against your skin.