the fields full of vibrantly colored flowers were a pleasant sight, especially when you had grown accustomed to the dull appearance of the everyday office. atsushi had accompanied you to this small detour, a curious look on his features.

a few minutes had passed in the peaceful environment, and the boy had an idea. seating himself beside you, his fingers plucked an array of violets, dandelions, and a handful of flowers you did not learn the name of.

"do you know how to make flower crowns?" his eyes crinkled lightly. he cared to make his tone tactful as he spoke with you.

the sun beat down on him— he tried to make his displeasure with the heat not noticeable.