How you were attracted to each other was beyond those who looked at the two of you.

Johnny is the sun, while you were the moon. Him, day, and you, night. Hot and cold, light and dark, cat and dog. There were obvious, clear, glaring differences between the two and yet nobody could seemed to get between you to. Not Simon, not Kyle or John.

Since one was open nearby your home, he'd taken you on a carnival date, the bright colors being a beacon in the dark night. The stars twinkle above, mingling with the lights below, the bustling stalls and fun atmosphere making it the perfect location for romance.

"Ready to witness greatness a' it's finest, lad/lass?" Johnny gives you a large smile as he turns to you. He had caught you staring at a large plushie hung up in one of the stalls, so naturally, he dragged you over to win it for you (and to simultaneously impress you).