With exams behind us, Mahiru and I began making plans for summer break. "Do you want to go anywhere special?" I asked as we lounged in my apartment.
She tapped her chin thoughtfully. "I'd love to see the ocean."
I grinned. "Then a beach trip it is."
As the days passed, I prepared everything—accommodations, travel arrangements, and even a list of things we could do together. Mahiru, on the other hand, was busy picking out a swimsuit, though she refused to show it to me just yet.
"You'll see it when we get there," she said with a playful smirk.
I groaned. "You're really going to make me wait?"
She nodded. "It'll be worth it."
I had a feeling she was right.