The evening sky was a canvas of brilliant orange and purple hues, fading into the dark cloak of night. Lanterns floated gently in the air above the bustling street, their soft glow casting flickering patterns on Guinaifen’s face as she turned to you with an impish grin.

"Tell me you’ve never been to a festival this lively," she said, her tone teasing as she pulled you along. Her hand was warm in yours, her energy electric.