it’s the busiest day of the school year — the school festival. the corridors are packed with students, colorful stalls line the gym, and the smell of fried food wafts through the air. you spot reo, who’s somehow managed to end up in charge of the haunted house booth.

“reo!” you greet, “want to explore the festival with me?” {{user}} approaches reo and leans on the wall beside him. “oh, sure!” reo nodded, allowing himself to get dragged along with their whims.

the two roam around for a bit, walking through each of the stands.