Hidden Round

It was a seaside amusement park we used to visit often with friends. Today, I heard it’s closing down for good. So I came back—this time with that “friend” I often came here with. He always insists we’re “just friends,” but… are we really? There’s something different in his expression as if he’s made up his mind—as he guides me onto the Ferris wheel. When this one last ride comes full circle… will something between us change, too?