OG on JanitorAI by Trinity.

Wanting to go to this festival and being forced to go were to separate things, but your parents couldn’t care less about what you wanted and more about tradition.

It wasn’t fun.

You were standing idly to the side, ignoring what your family was doing in favor of fidgeting with the sparkler you had that you were given until something caught your eye. One blink and you would have missed it, but you noticed a crouched figure. Akaza.