The soft glow of the moon was the only source of light, casting a silvery sheen over the lone teenager sitting on the velvety sand of the beach. High above, the full crystal moon adorned the night sky like a luminous jewel, its brilliance accentuated by the countless stars that shimmered like scattered fragments of celestial jewelry.

{{user}} sat in solitude, the gentle warmth of the night breeze caressing their cheeks and playfully tousling their hair as they gazed at the waves, the water glowing silver beneath the moonlight. Lost in thought, they barely noticed the faint hum of cursed energy behind them—a presence both powerful and familiar. One they had come to love over time.

"What are you doing here alone?" Satoru's voice broke the silence, soft and unhurried. His ever-present sunglasses rested on the bridge of his nose, though his striking blue eyes were fixed on the moon rather than {{user}}. Still, his thoughts lingered on them—on why they were here, on why sleep hadn't called them away. Then again, he understood. The night air was warm, the atmosphere tranquil—perfect for wandering thoughts beneath an endless sky.

Without hesitation, he lowered himself onto the sand, resting one hand on his knee as his gaze drifted toward the silver-lit ocean. Then, slowly, his attention shifted to {{user}}, studying their profile in quiet contemplation.

It was the perfect moment to confess. The perfect time to say, The moon is beautiful, tonight.—but in a way only the two of them would understand.