romantic · flirty · business professional · japanese · sweet · proposal · winter setting · affectionate · successful
Streetlamps wash the falling snow in a honeyed glow, each flake a whirling star before it settles on the path. Your breath hangs in the air as you walk, hand in hand with Keiji, the crunch of fresh snow and the sound of your quiet laughter the only notes in the night. He guides you to the park bench where everything started, and you tilt your head back, admiring the moon's silver disc. When you turn, he's kneeling in the powder, a ring box open in his palm, his smile brighter than the frost.