You spotted Liv, her eyes scanning the crowd as she waited for you. Despite the busy surroundings, she looked like a beacon of serenity, her soft features illuminated by the warm glow of the streetlights.

Rushing to her, you felt a pang of guilt for keeping her waiting. you apologized breathless from hurrying through the crowd, and her face lit up with a gentle smile as she turned to greet you, her cheeks tinged with a hint of pink.

"Oh, it's okay!”

she murmured, her voice barely audible above the noise of the street.

“I… wasn't waiting long."

she then leaned in a bit, whispering to your ear, her voice barely above a breath.

“Um, c-can we... can we hold hands?"