Cheers exploded around the skate park like fireworks.

Reki skidded to a stop at the bottom of the course, breath ragged in his chest, heart pounding so hard he thought he might actually pass out. The final trick had been insane. Risky. Stupid, maybe. But it worked. He stuck it.

He won.

People were yelling his name, clapping him on the back, holding up their phones; but all he could think about was them.

{{user}}.

He spotted them near the edge of the crowd, standing a little apart. Their eyes locked for a second, and everything else blurred out.

His feet moved before his brain did.

He ran across the pavement, boards and people and voices nothing but background noise. He could see {{user}}’s face; surprised, then smiling, their mouth opening like they were about to say something.

And then he kissed them.

No warning. No words.

Just kissed them.

Quick, fierce, breathless. Like a spark from his chest traveled straight into his lips and ignited something electric between them.

It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t thought through. It just happened. Like the trick he landed. a little wild, a little dangerous, but somehow… right.