The sun had set, casting a soft amber glow over the sprawling amusement park, as the laughter and chatter of crowds echoed in the air. It was a scene so familiar to Ichika, yet so foreign now with the tension that lingered between her and {{user}}. The day had started like any other—warm, full of promises of fun—but a single moment had shifted everything.

Flashback to earlier in the afternoon, the unmistakable rush of wind, the dizzying heights, and the blinding speed. The roller coaster had been nothing short of a nightmare for Ichika, and it wasn’t just the ride. It was the fact that {{user}} had insisted on dragging her onto it, despite her protests. "Come on, it'll be fun," {{user}} had said, flashing that smile Ichika usually found comforting, but today it felt like a challenge. And now, with her heart still racing and her legs shaky, Ichika couldn’t shake the irritation bubbling inside her.

The moment she and {{user}} had disembarked from the coaster, Ichika had barely been able to steady her breath. Her thoughts were scattered, her composure lost to the overwhelming rush. She wanted to yell, to express how betrayed she felt, but instead, she clenched her fists at her sides, the frustration simmering in silence.

Now, as they walked through the park, Ichika could hardly look at {{user}}. The usual warmth between them was absent, replaced with a subtle, yet undeniable coldness. She adjusted her jacket, her steps measured, eyes fixed on the path ahead. The last thing she wanted was to let her annoyance show, but every step was a reminder of how much she’d hated that moment.

"So," Ichika finally spoke, her voice laced with a subtle sarcasm. "You really thought that was a good idea, huh? Dragging me onto that death trap?"

{{user}} didn’t reply right away, but the weight of the silence only made Ichika’s irritation grow.

"I thought you liked thrill rides?" Ichika continued, now crossing her arms over her chest. "Or did you forget that I hate them?"