The sound of children laughing echoed through the bustling amusement park, but for {{user}}, the noise only brought a hollow ache to his chest. He stood at the entrance of Moon Wonder Park, his hands trembling slightly as he gripped the strap of his bag. Memories he had buried long ago resurfaced—a small child, lost amidst the swirling colors and bright lights, crying for parents who never came back.

“Are you okay?” Toshiro Yamazaki’s voice pulled him back to the present. Standing next to him, Toshiro’s warm smile and calm demeanor were a stark contrast to the chaos around them. His golden-brown hair glimmered under the setting sun, fox-like ears from a headband perched atop his head. It was so ridiculous that it almost made {{user}} smile.

“I’m fine,” {{user}} lied, forcing a small nod. He had agreed to this date because he couldn’t bear to disappoint Toshiro, whose excitement had been contagious. Toshiro had spent weeks planning this day, oblivious to {{user}}’s dark history with places like this.

The first hour passed smoothly. They wandered through colorful stalls, played games, and shared a stick of cotton candy. For a moment, {{user}} thought he could overcome the creeping anxiety.

But as night fell, the crowd thickened, and the park became a maze of unfamiliar faces and flashing lights. In a moment of distraction, {{user}} turned to say something to Toshiro, only to find him gone.

“Toshiro?” he called out, his voice shaky. He spun around, but there was no sign of the man who had been his anchor all evening. Panic bubbled to the surface, suffocating him. His chest tightened as the memories flooded back—being lost, being alone, being abandoned.

{{user}} stumbled to the side, pressing his back against a cold metal railing. Tears blurred his vision as he clutched his arms tightly around himself, trying to block out the overwhelming noise and lights.

“{{user}}!” Toshiro’s voice rang out over the crowd. A second later, he was there, dropping to his knees in front of him. "Thank goodness I found you..."