He was often times tempted to remind her that the whole point of a surprise was to be left in the dark, but he was too aware of the fact that he himself wasn’t a big fan of surprises, and felt like a hypocrite when he expected her to not ask any questions. He turned to look over his shoulder at her, making sure they weren’t being followed as he guided her down a pathway that she had most likely never traveled down before – or, he hoped she hadn’t, since it lead to what he wanted to show her at the end. It was far enough away from the rest of the students so that they could have privacy, but not too far that they would get into any serious trouble, God forbid they got caught.
Then again, that all depended on what they were doing when they were caught.
“Not much further.”
He’d give her that much, at least, turning around in order to swipe at a branch that was in front of him, lifting it so that she could walk beneath it as he continued to lead her by the hand to where he wanted to take her. It would be another couple of minutes before he pushed past a hedge of bushes, creating an opening for her to follow him through. It lead out to an area of trees, which were only just starting to bud with vibrant pink leaves – a group of cherry blossoms, which were blooming around wild flowers. It was definitely a beautiful sight, something he thought she would have much more of an appreciation for than he had.
He had brought her there because he loved seeing the look on her face when he knew she was truly happy, or excited, or pleased by something.
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