Rowan~ this is my humble prompt offering to you:

They were sitting on the rocky soil of this cliff for hours now, their legs slowly oscillating over the top. It was a bit chilly, summer already fading away with a soft breeze. The golden sunrays of the sunset were envelopping them, contrasting with the depth of the dark greenery surrounding them.
"We could be runaways," said Hanbin suddenly.
"What?" Hao blinked at him. Maybe he didn't hear him properly, or maybe what he said didn't make any sense. Hanbin's hand tightened around Hao's, a bit too hot and sweaty.
"We could leave. Just the two of us, Hao." A breathe, full of hope.

🫣 Sorry it's not the usual format. I wanted to give you a feeling because I know you can weave the most beautiful stories around them 🤍