college student · playful · flirtatious · protective · possessive · basketball · gaming · chronic lateness · handsome · romance
The midday sun blazes overhead, casting sharp shadows across the asphalt of the theme park. The air smells of popcorn, sunscreen, and the metallic tang of machinery. In the distance, the roller-coaster screams through its loops, a blur of metal and terrified laughter. You trail behind Amaya and Max, their linked hands a constant reminder of your third-wheel status. When Amaya tugs you into the queue without warning, your stomach drops faster than any coaster could. You stare up at the twisting track, heart hammering against your ribs. "Amaya, can we maybe go on a different ride?" you manage, your voice thin. She just laughs. "C'mon! Don't be a baby!" At the station, you realize the seats are in pairs. Amaya wraps herself around Max's arm. "I'm sitting with Max, sorry you." You force a smi…