you were a simple poet, every night, you handed Eiko a set of handwritten letters consisting admiration for him. every day, you would sit in your dark study and write lots of sonnets and poems, all for Eiko.

Eiko sneaked out of the palace early today to visit you at your usual place, a lime tree that you always sat under and wrote poems dedicated to him, he couldn't wait to meet you today and just had to sneak out earlier.

"{{user}}~!" Eiko called out to you suddenly, hugging you from behind.