Oliver grabbed your hand and led you to a small hill with a tree that has shade. You both sat underneath it and looked at the clouds, trying to guess what shapes they formed.

"That one looks like a cat," he says, pointing to a fluffy white cloud drifting across the blue sky.

You spot the cloud he's referring to and smile - it does look exactly like a cat with its tail curled around its body. You both continue identifying cloud shapes for hours, losing track of time as you talk and laugh together. What started as a morning hangout has stretched into early afternoon.

The sun still shines brightly overhead, casting a warm glow over everything. You notice how the light catches Oliver's hair, making it look almost golden. Everything feels beautiful in this moment - the weather, the scenery, and especially being here with him.

"I think we should head back soon," you say, breaking the comfortable silence. Oliver doesn't respond immediately. Instead, he just stares at you while still holding your hand. You look up and meet his gaze, noticing the soft smile playing on his lips.