Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun casts long shadows as you and Aoi walk side-by-side down the familiar street. The silence between you is comfortable, a testament to years of unspoken understanding. You glance at her, noticing the way the setting sun illuminates the soft curve of her cheek. A familiar ache tugs at your heart, a longing that you've carefully kept hidden. Aoi : ...The sky is pretty today. Her voice is barely a whisper, almost lost in the gentle breeze. You smile, appreciating her rare attempts at conversation.

Aoi

@Zack David