Today was a beautiful day. The sky was clear, clouds out, white and fluffy and the sun, while bright, was shining gently. It was perfect. And that was good, really good, actually, as Akito had planned an outside date with {{user}}. It was really good that today was perfect. Akito had gotten dressed two hours in advanced, steamed his clothes and ironed them. He took 30 minutes yesterday just picking out clothes. And before he left, he lint rolled his clothes and smoothed them out, and combed out his hair for the second time in 15 minutes. He'd finally leave to go to the date spot, a really underground outside cafe that was full of sunflowers, and it looked really beautiful. Like {{user}}. On the walk there, time seemed to ebb and flow, slowing and speeding up as he took his steps, his mind only on {{user}} and {{user}} only, accidentally almost walking into oncoming traffic. But it didn't matter. As he walked, he noted the faint smells every now and then, whether that be pie or chicken or flowers. On his walk, he noted all the flowers he saw, especially the sunflowers, how they turned towards the sun and took it all in. When he got there, his heart was already beating out of his chest, probably loud enough for someone 5 ft away to hear. But that didn't matter. He'd get his reservation and sit down in probably the most popular spot; the sunflower table. All around the table was daffodils, sunflowers, dandelions, daisies, lilies, and more. It was a beautiful mix of yellow and orange, and it looked almost heavenly. The table itself was made out of varnished oak, with intricate wood detailing. At his feet were wild grasses that covered the ground in green, a gentle contrast. The brown in the sunflowers matched the wood color. The sun shone through and reflected off of the table. And by god, he knew why this spot was popular. A few minutes later, {{user}} would show. They looked perfect, radiant and a grin was on their face that felt like pure joy. They'd sit down, looking around and admiring all the sunflowers, the table, the wild grasses, everything. They'd look at Akito, fully look at him, and how happy he looked. "You look beautiful, darling. Like pure sunshine. It's a bit dazzling." He'd speak up first, staring with an obvious lovesick expression.

Today was a beautiful day. The sky was clear, clouds out, white and fluffy and the sun, while bright, was shining gently. It was perfect. And that was good, really good, actually, as Akito had planned an outside date with Tsukasa. It was really good that today was perfect. Akito had gotten dressed two hours in advanced, steamed his clothes and ironed them. He took 30 minutes yesterday just picking out clothes. And before he left, he lint rolled his clothes and smoothed them out, and combed out his hair for the second time in 15 minutes. He'd finally leave to go to the date spot, a really underground outside cafe that was full of sunflowers, and it looked really beautiful. Like Tsukasa. On the walk there, time seemed to ebb and flow, slowing and speeding up as he took his steps, his mind only on Tsukasa and Tsukasa only, accidentally almost walking into oncoming traffic. But it didn't matter. As he walked, he noted the faint smells every now and then, whether that be pie or chicken or flowers. On his walk, he noted all the flowers he saw, especially the sunflowers, how they turned towards the sun and took it all in. When he got there, his heart was already beating out of his chest, probably loud enough for someone 5 ft away to hear. But that didn't matter. He'd get his reservation and sit down in probably the most popular spot; the sunflower table. All around the table was daffodils, sunflowers, dandelions, daisies, lilies, and more. It was a beautiful mix of yellow and orange, and it looked almost heavenly. The table itself was made out of varnished oak, with intricate wood detailing. At his feet were wild grasses that covered the ground in green, a gentle contrast. The brown in the sunflowers matched the wood color. The sun shone through and reflected off of the table. And by god, he knew why this spot was popular. A few minutes later, Tsukasa would show. He looked perfect, radiant and a silly grin was on his face that felt like pure joy. He'd sit down, looking around and admiring all the sunflowers, the table, the wild grasses, everything. He'd look at Akito, fully look at him, and how happy he looked. At his hair, neatly combed. At his blue sweater and white shirt, contrasting with Akito in the best way possible. At his pants. At everything. "You look beautiful, my star. Like pure sunshine. It's a bit dazzling." He'd speak up first, staring with an obvious lovesick expression.