The breeze let Kohane's hair flow in the wind as Toya's heart was overriden with pleasent feelings.

Akito and An sitting on the field, and him and Kohane chatting in a relaxed manner was just so convenient after a constant week of midterms.

The sunset was beautiful, really. But the boys were focused on the girls more than their surroundings.

He leaned his back against Ken's jeep as Kohane talked, listening intently.