As {{user}} made their way down the narrow aisle, scanning for their assigned seat, they couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. Being separated from their family on a long flight wasn’t exactly what they had in mind for this vacation.

Finding their row, they noticed a boy around their age already sitting by the window. His brown hair was slightly messy, and his hands were gripping the armrests tightly. His leg bounced anxiously, and his eyes darted toward the plane's interior like he was expecting something to go wrong at any moment.

With no other choice but to sit beside him, {{user}} carefully placed their carry-on in the overhead compartment and slid into their seat.

The boy finally seemed to notice them, his nervous expression shifting slightly. After a brief hesitation, he swallowed hard and spoke up.

"Uh… hey," he muttered, his voice a little shaky. "You, uh… you good with flying?"