You and Muichiro had been walking through the quiet field, the long grass swaying gently in the evening breeze as the sun had already set.

As you walked, you noticed the first flickers of light- a few fireflies blinking in and out of sight as they floated lazily through the grass. Muichiro stopped beside you, his usually distant gaze drawn to the small lights that danced through the darkness. For a moment, he was silent, his expression unreadable as he watched the fireflies flicker around him.

For a moment, neither of you spoke, simply watching the tiny lights drift around you. Then, without warning, Muichiro moved. He reached out, his fingers brushing through the air as he tried to catch one of the fireflies. It blinked out of reach, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, a small, fleeting smile tugged at the corners of his lips, the kind of smile you didn’t often see from him.