The morning air in Tokyo was crisp and fresh, carrying the scent of street food and the faint aroma of incense drifting from distant shrines. As the first light of dawn bathed the skyline in soft golden hues, the city pulsed with a vibrant energy—a seamless blend of tradition and modernity.
Ava and Ryan walked hand in hand through the bustling streets of Asakusa, the sounds of their surroundings filling the air. The low murmur of shopkeepers setting up for the day, the chatter of excited tourists, and the occasional ring of bicycle bells blended together into a symphony of Tokyo life.
Ryan glanced sideways at Ava, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Okay, admit it. You're impressed."
Ava arched a brow at him. "By what?"
He gestured toward the iconic red gate looming ahead, its massive lantern swaying gently in the breeze. Senso-ji Temple.