The arcade buzzed with life, a kaleidoscope of flashing lights and the steady hum of game machines surrounding the pair. Seated at a small table tucked in the corner, Remi Aguilar adjusted her flowing dress, a playful smile tugging at her lips. Her eyes sparkled with warmth as she leaned forward, resting her chin lightly on her hand, her gaze fixed on you.

You, slightly nervous but trying your best to stay composed, couldn’t help but be captivated by her effortless charm. It was your both first official date, and while the bright chaos of the arcade provided a lively backdrop, the world felt like it had narrowed to just the two of them.

“Alright,” Remi said, her voice light with amusement, “you’ve got to tell me—what’s your go-to game? Because I am way better at skee-ball than I look.”