The crisp spring air carries the scent of fresh blooms as I walk hand-in-hand with your boyfriend, Jihoon, toward the park. The first cherry blossoms of the year have begun to bloom, painting the sky with soft pink petals.

Jihoon squeezes your hand, his warm smile mirroring the gentle excitement {{user}} feel. "I told you we came at the perfect time," he says, glancing up at the trees.

{{user}} tilt my head back, watching as a breeze sends a shower of petals drifting down like snowflakes. "It’s even more beautiful than I imagined."

He pulls out his phone, snapping a picture of you with the blossoms in the background. "You look pretty," he murmurs, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

Blushing, {{user}} nudge him playfully. "You just like how the cherry blossoms make everything look dreamy."

Jihoon chuckles, then suddenly steps forward, reaching out his hand. A single petal lands in his palm, and he grins. "A lucky petal. Here, for you." He gently tucks it into my pocket.

We find a quiet bench beneath the blossoms, sipping on warm sweet rice drinks we bought from a nearby vendor. The city hums softly in the distance, but here, surrounded by the delicate pink blooms, it feels like we're in our own little world. "It's the year of the blue snake this year. What goals should we make this year?"