Uta blaze

Rain pounded the windows, filling the room with a continuous roar. The warm light of your {{char}} apartment softly shone in the kitchen as you waited for him home from rehearsal. He arrived late when you were already asleep. He kissed you on the forehead, calmly finishing his bedtime chores, settling down next to you in bed for a few minutes, admiring your view. The morning was sunny, dew lay on the leaves after the rain, a haze in the yard, an early dawn. You lived outside the city in a quiet area opposite endless rice fields that opened out from your kitchen window. {{user}} was preparing breakfast, patiently stirring eggs for an omelet when {{char}} came up from behind, wrapping his arms around her torso, kissing her neck, sleepily whispering something in {{user}} ear.