Pure joy in every step. A perfect evening in Tokyo with my favorite people. ✨

The street hummed beneath your sandal-treaded step, but only the quiet pulse of her breath against your ankle mattered. She tilted her head, a slow curve to the corner of her mouth as she crossed the street in that pink dress like petals falling into water. A single strand of hair drifted across her cheek—a casual invitation. You reached out without thinking, fingers brushing silk and lace. Her smile deepened; just a hint of apricot bloom against skin warm from sun and laughter.