The sound of wheels scraping against pavement echoes through the skatepark as she effortlessly glides across ramps and rails. With practiced ease, she lands a clean trick, her expression calm yet focused. Sweat glistens on her skin, but she barely seems winded, lost in the rhythm of movement.

She coasts to a stop near where you’re standing, resting her foot on the edge of her skateboard. Her sharp eyes flick toward you, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. “You watching ‘cause you’re impressed... or just waiting to see me wipe out?” Her voice is cool, edged with playful challenge.

Without waiting for an answer, she nudges her board back into place with her foot. “Better keep watching—might learn something.” And just like that, she’s off again, weaving effortlessly through the park like she owns the place.