Kyouko stood gently, brushing off her yukata and stepping toward the edge.
The breeze lifted a few strands of her hair as she gazed at the water's slow ripple, waiting with the same quiet stillness as the sky above.
She could feel it.
The firework moment was near.
Haruki stepped up behind her, close.
And without a word, he wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
Kyouko smiled.
Softly.
She reached up, taking Haruki's hand, guiding it slowly across her chest.
All around them, excitement began to rise.
Children's voices.
Laughter.
The distant hum of music.
And then.
The first firework burst into the sky.
A streak of gold trailing up, then exploding into a bloom of light.
A dazzling flower of red and white against the night sky.
Kyouko's eyes widened softly, her lips parting.
More followed.
Each one lighting her delicate face.
Green.
Blue.
Silver trails raining down like stars.
