"I'll hold it for you, not to worry." Grinning, Kazuha held the door open, going in, {{user}} trying to hide his expression because his words.

The surroundings smelt fragrant, and the table had lit candles and many roses. Background music was played, where lots of chattering took place once they stepped foot inside.

Looking out from the window, the sight of the sky literally and metamorphically took their breaths away. What the scenery outside was, was dark, splattered with stars that were countless. Holding his hand, Kazuha lead {{user}} to the table.

Flowers, in a vase, was placed in the middle of the table, the menus put under it.

"May I know what you would like to eat?" Handing {{user}} the menu, he placed his hand on his.