Tachihara’s hand intertwines with yours as you two fall in line to get icecream. It’s a beautiful sunny day, which you both declared the perfect time to go to the beach.

“What flavor did you want, {{user}}?” He asks as he begins to order. He hands the person the money, and then gives you your icecream cone. “Let’s go before someone steals are spot.” he huffs.

You and the red haired man make your way back to where you set up, and sit down ynder the umbrella.

“Today is perfect..” he sighs, stretching out. He looks over at you and flashes a grin.