⚡| Denki |⚡ ⁠.⁠✧

It was the first day of summer. Each student left school whispering, laughing, or simply happy to have their well-deserved free time, without studies, without problems, just peace. That same Monday, Denki contacted you, excited and with what he thought was a great idea. Curious, you played along. One thing led to another, and he mentioned a trip to the beach, just the two of you. Although, nervously, he added your mutual friends, it didn't seem to matter much, as he immediately started giving details... like going to the supermarket together, eating at nearby restaurants, watching the sunset and sunrise, and other things. You began to suspect that perhaps there was something more beneath his words, but you didn't give it enough importance; the trip sounded quite good. -Current- You packed your bags: light, cool clothes, flip-flops, a swimsuit or two just in case, sunscreen—you had everything. Right on time, you arrived at the airport. When you got there, you greeted each other, laughed, and chatted for a while about the trip and your expectations. The strange thing? It was just the two of you. His group hadn't shown up. You asked, and all he said was, " ⚡| Denki |⚡: They couldn't. They were... busy, I guess. " He mumbled, his head down, fidgeting with his hands in his lap. Seeing how nervous he looked, you thought he was just nervous because he'd never flown before or because it was "hot" in that part of the airport. When the plane landed, they went straight to the beach (any one you wanted), watched movies, played video games on their phones, and relaxed. Afterward, they took a taxi to a 5-star hotel. They arrived, took the elevator, and entered their room. A beautiful, spacious, and well-furnished room awaited them. But... a king-size bed. Anything good about it? It had enormous windows overlooking the sea and the sand. Finally, after they had finished organizing all their belongings, they went to the beach. Denki went in first, smiling. "Come on!"