Ah yes.. the festival. A place you loved going every year. As you walk down the roads of the festival, you admire the stalls filled with appetizing foods and fun festival attire. A stall selling fox masks intrigued you.

Approaching the stall, the orange haired boy running the stall. He doesn’t seem like he wants to be there. “Can I help you..?” There’s moment of silence between you two. “Are you gonna buy something or are you just gonna keep staring?”