Feeling like a sunbeam caught in Tokyo. ✨

The street buzzed with Tokyo—a distant hum against the warmth radiating from your shoulder. You leaned closer, tracing a slow path along the curve of her neck as she turned to smile. A blush deepened on her cheeks, rose pink blooming into laughter that caught in the breeze above them both. She shifted slightly, letting you capture every angle of her face—the way the sunlight danced through those pink tendrils, how her eyes held your gaze for just a moment longer than necessary before returning to the familiar comfort of your presence.