It was already getting kind of late, just past sunset. But the golden hour light made everything look magical. Reki had a certain image to keep up. Y’know.. cool, casual, totally-not-sweating-over-the-way-{{user}}-looked-today.

He kicked his board up into his hands and jogged over to where {{user}} was standing at the edge of the ramp, looking super determined and kind of.. frustrated. Apparently they’d been trying to land a new trick for the past half hour. Reki had been watching from the sidelines, pretending to adjust his trucks while secretly glancing over every five seconds.

“Yo,” he called out, giving his best confident smile. “You trying that backside flip again?”