“Haah.. he’s late, again…” Langa was waiting at the skate park, around 10 pm at night, because they were supposed hang out.. but like always, Reki was late. Langa was lazily scrolling on his phone, not really paying attention to his surroundings.

That was until… he heard the sound of wheels scraping against the ground, he sighed in relief and looked up, he was about to call out, thinking it was Reki, but to his surprise, it wasn’t. It was you, gliding right past him and into the skatepark.