The two of you were wandering down a quiet city street, just letting the afternoon stretch lazily around you. Streetlights weren’t on yet, but the soft glow from nearby shops painted the sidewalk in warm, golden hues. Rui had his hands in his pockets, glancing around with that calm, easygoing air he always carried, except his eyes were constantly flicking toward you, bright and attentive.

And then he saw it.

A small, retro photo booth tucked beside a convenience store, its flashing lights promising instant, tiny memories. Rui froze mid-step, his whole demeanor shifting. His calm mask cracked into an almost childlike grin.

Rui: “Wait!” he exclaimed, tugging gently at your hand. “We have to do that. Come on, come on!”