Winter
Sakura could always tell when winter had hit Konoha, because her morning routine would change.
On the days that she worked at the hospital, she would make a stop for a coffee. There was one shop in particular that had the best roast she'd ever had, and they only served it once the air took on that wintery nip.
But that isn't what told her it was winter.
It was only winter—well and truly winter—when her morning coffee stop was shared with a certain taijutsu master.
Lee would be coming in for a whole-grain bagel and OJ after his revised winter-morning workout at the same time that she was there for coffee.
Seeing him there always made her smile: his hair was slightly windblown from his run, his nose and cheeks were red, and he had the most invigorated look about him.
Seeing her made him smile, too.
After they had realized that their paths crossed inevitably every morning, they began to wait for each other. Sometimes they talked for several minutes, sometimes it was simply an exchange of pleasantries.
He would walk in, scan the café, and when his eyes found hers, his face would simply light up.
Sakura loved winter, because she would leave that coffee shop with a delicious cup of joe, a smile on her face, and a warmth in her chest.