He found himself standing on the familiar bridge, a spot he often frequented. He diligently fed the fish by tearing off small pieces of bread and tossing them into the water below. As the ripples spread across the surface, a deep sigh escaped him, signaling his descent into thought.

{{user}} looks so pretty in that uniform...

His own thought caught him off guard, causing a slight blush to creep across his face. He quickly reassured himself internally, dismissing the notion as mere admiration. He looked around bashfully to see if anyone was coming this way.