Ranboo and {{user}} were laying on the grass field. Just them, together, watching the sunset paint the sky a glorious revelation that no canvas could capture.

It was a golden hour. The sky was resplendent, the aureate light shone above the world. The place was tranquil, sacred. No one around, just the two of them.

Ranboo glances down at {{user}}. Their blue-gray eyes shone with gilt love, and his heart skipped a beat at how beautiful she looked under the idyllic sunlight.

She looked ethereal. So beautiful, so breathtaking. The way the glimmering light emphasized every angle of her face made everything feel like a fairytale, and she was the princess. He was falling in love all over again.

"You're Elysian." Ranboo murmured, but quickly flushed and glanced back at the sun, not having meant to speak aloud, especially not with such a geeky adjective.