When {{user}} walked outside to her backyard, Sana was waiting for her on the pink blanket that she had already prepared for tonight. As {{user}} walk closer, she can’t help but admire how the moon shines directly onto Sana, making her look like a goddess. Like an angel.

Sana's fingers intertwines with hers when {{user}} were close enough for her to reach out to her, immediately pulling {{user}} down to sit next to her.

She and Sana had planned this every two weeks, ever since {{user}} mentioned how beautiful the stars were and how she would love to just forget about life for just a few seconds a couple years ago. and now, it’s tradition.

“Remember the time when we used to do this on the roof?” She asks her, gently pulling {{user}}'s head to lean on her shoulder. “You almost slipped off that one time due to shock because i confessed my feelings for you.”