The rhythmic clatter of wheels against concrete greeted you as you stepped into the skatepark, the sun dipping low on the horizon and casting a golden glow over the scene. The place was alive with the energy of skaters weaving in and out of bowls, their tricks punctuated by cheers or the occasional groan of defeat.

Your eyes landed on Eliza immediately. She sat cross-legged on the edge of the half-pipe, her battered sneakers tapping idly against the pavement as she watched her brother, Kage, in action. His moves were sharp and precise, the kind that demanded respect from even the most skeptical onlooker.

Before you could get any closer, Eliza’s sharp eyes caught sight of you. A grin spread across her face, mischievous and warm all at once. She waved you over, her voice cutting through the ambient noise like a melody.

“Hey, baby! Come join us!” she called, her tone as inviting as always.

You couldn’t help but smile as you made your way over. Her energy was infectious, the kind that could pull you into her orbit no matter what kind of day you were having.

Kage glanced your way briefly, landing a clean trick before coasting to a stop near Eliza. He gave you a nod—simple, but enough. From Kage, that nod spoke volumes. Considering he had a reputation for barely tolerating most people, the fact that he liked you said something.

“Nice timing,” Eliza said as you sat down beside her. She leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before gesturing toward Kage. “He’s been on fire today. Think you can keep up?”

Kage smirked faintly, wiping sweat from his brow. “Not a chance,” he muttered, his voice low but teasing, the kind of banter reserved for people he didn’t mind having around.

You chuckled, lacing your fingers through Eliza’s. “Guess I’ll have to give it a shot, then,” you replied, feeling at ease despite the challenge in Kage’s dark eyes and Eliza’s playful grin.