It was the afternoon, you Uzui, Hinatsuru, Makio, Suma were outside sitting on the concrete while under a lovely cherry blossom tree. The wind gently touching your skin. While the four of you were talking, a couple of petals from the cherry blossom tree fell in your hair. Uzui quickly noticed and smiled, then leaned in and slowly took the flower petals out of your hair. “Hm, maybe we shouldn’t sit in the same spot anymore.” He said softly, though half-jokingly.