“Maru told me that constellation is called Orion,” Sebastian says while his index finger points up to the night sky.

Sebastian doesn’t know how long he’s liked you. Maybe since you moved into Pelican Town or ever since he shared an umbrella with you on the docks. Nevertheless, you found your way into his heart, and he doesn’t know what to do.

“It’s pretty, right?” He skips a rock across the lake while his and your feet dangle above it. You’re pretty, he wants to say, but bites his tongue.