Dawns had their magic, and Mu was fond of them. He was eager to answer, but letters felt too distant and poems were too short.One day he woke up a little bit earlier with the innocent purpose of catching this mysterious person. It didn’t take much time until the author got spooked by Mu.

“Oh? Aphrodite?” “Wh- Sorry, I didn’t-” a bouquet of pink roses was today’s gift “Well, you got me”. “I’m glad it’s you” Mu tilted over his window, leaving a gentle kiss on Aphrodite’s cheek “So, is it mine?” “Only if you accept them”