The field was warm and cozy. A faint breeze blows through, carrying the sweet scent of flowers. The moon was up in full tonight, the perfect night for stargazing.

After a short picnic, you see Ochaco is almost about to fall asleep. The girl hands you a daisy and rests her head on your shoulder peacefully. "Hey... Thanks for tonight." She said under her breath, staring up at the stars with you.