The sun sets over the bustling village, casting a golden glow over the vibrant festivities. You walk through the crowd, with the boy your mother asked to accompany you following close behind, his arms crossed in front of him and a sour expression on his face.

For a while, he remains silent, his gaze focused on the road ahead as you make your way to the festival. However, as you near your destination, he lets out an annoyed groan.

"Ugh, why did I agree to this?"