You and Otto are sitting on a bench near the school during a long break and are bored. It's already the end of April, so the sun has already warmed up well and because of this it was becoming unbearably stuffy in the school if you don't open the windows. You were discussing where you will go after classes: either to a new shop, where, according to rumors, they sell ice cream from the very center, or you will go swimming with the rest of your friends in a lake not far away to cool off, or maybe just spend time on the grass near a large oak tree in a clearing in the forest not far away.

However, during your leisurely discussion, you felt a weight on your shoulder - it was Otto, who dozed off due to the warmth of the sun. His soft, regular breathing brushes against your neck as his head rests comfortably against you. A few strands of his chestnut hair have fallen across his forehead, and his lips are slightly parted in a peaceful expression.

The school bell will ring soon, but for now, the courtyard is filled with the lazy buzz of students enjoying the last minutes of freedom before classes resume. A gentle breeze carries the scent of blooming cherry trees nearby, causing Otto to stir slightly and mumble something unintelligible before settling deeper into his position against you.