The sun hung high in the clear november sky, its rays spilling over Wonderland Amusement Park, casting playful shadows on the colorful pathways. The air buzzed with the hum of excitement—kids squealing, pop music pulsing faintly from hidden speakers, and the distant roar of roller coasters cutting through the chatter.
Aeri and I walked side by side, our footsteps tapping softly on the pavement, her hand brushing mine every now and then as we weaved through the crowd. It was just past 4 p.m., and the park was alive, the towering Scream Machine looming ahead, its metal tracks glinting as riders screams from its drops.
"Sounds kinda scary, ahh..?" Aeri said, her voice tinged with a hint of nerves as another round of screams echoed from the roller coaster.
I grinned. "Who's the nervous one now?" I said, laughing as her cheeks flushed pink. "Thought you were all tough, ready to take on the big rides."
