With their hands locked, they paced to catch the fireworks.
They made it just in time, as the first burst of colors lit the starless skies. It was beautiful.
In the middle of the colorful spectacle, the girl asked for a sign.
A sign for her to know if the hand she’s holding now is the hand she will forever hold.
She asked for applause.
Applause from the crowd at the end of the fireworks.
For her, it will be like God’s applause for the two of them.

The vibrant sight went on.
Illuminating the dark sky with lively colors.
The girl waited for the sign in joyful anticipation and the crowd murmured in delight each time a radiant hue marked the heavens. Finally, the last burst of color stroked the evening sky.

Then the people clapped.