Fireworks. It was under the fireworks when she received an honest and heart fluttering confession. They were under it, under the colors in the dark sky. He was under it, staring at her as if she were the bright fireworks. She was under it, feeling the colors he was offering. Did she accept the colors right away? Or waited for another fireworks with him to confess her love too? But what if . . . fireworks aren't the way it was before? What if fireworks aren't as colorful as before? And what if there's no more fireworks coming through? Can she give him fireworks like what he did to her before? Gestures with Fireworks © Day Biasca 2023