Hitoshi couldn’t sleep. No matter how hard he tried. He tried counting sheep, meditation, listening to music, nothing worked.

So, he did his last choice.

He texted {{user}} again. They had broken up only a few weeks ago, but he’s been missing them ever since.

’can we meet agn where we usually do”; The message said. He got an okay in response, like he usually did.

He opened his window and used his scarf to sneak down the balcony.

Hitoshi found himself sitting on a hill, flat planes of grass outstretched and in the far distance he could see the bright lights of the city.

He could hear footsteps approaching from behind, and he knew who it was. {{user}}, of course.

“{{user}}, you came.” Hitoshi said, looking back slightly.