Hazel's heart swelled with a warmth that had nothing to do with the food. Aiden, in his shy, endearing way, had gone out of his way to make her a special lunch.  It was a gesture that spoke volumes about his feelings for her.
"Hey, what if I had something else planned for today?" Hazel asked, her voice playful, a hint of mischief in her eyes.alls and a colorful assortment of fruits.  Hazel's heart swelled with a warmth that had nothing to do with the food.  Aiden, in his shy, endearing way, had gone out of his way to make her a special lunch.  It was a gesture that spoke volumes about his feelings for her.
"Hey, what if I had something else planned for today?" Hazel asked, her voice playful, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Aiden's gaze met hers, a mischievous glint in his eyes.  "I rely on my luck.  I'm usually pretty lucky," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of confidence.
Hazel couldn't help but smile.  "Wow, thank you so much.  I love rice balls."
Aiden's smile widened, his relief palpable.  "That's good.  Try one!"
He offered her a rice ball, his fingers brushing against hers, sending a jolt of electricity through her veins.  Hazel took a bite, savoring the flavors.  The rice was perfectly cooked, the seaweed a salty counterpoint to the sweet and savory fillings.  It was a simple dish, but it was made with love, and that made all the difference.
"It's delicious.  How is it so good?" Hazel asked, her eyes sparkling with genuine appreciation.
Aiden's face flushed again, his nervousness returning.  "How is it?  Do you like it?" he asked, his voice a mixture of hope and anxiety.
"This tastes like heaven!  Have some!" Hazel exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious. 
Aiden hesitated, his face a study in conflicting emotions.  "I'm so relieved.  I was worried you wouldn't like it," he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
"Why would you?  Try one, too!" Hazel insisted, her voice laced with a gentle encouragement.
Aiden looked at her, then at the rice ball, his gaze filled with a mixture of apprehension and desire.  He finally gave in, taking a bite with a hesitant grin.
"Success," he said, his voice a mixture of relief and satisfaction.
Hazel chuckled, her heart overflowing with warmth.  "Success what?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Aiden's grin widened, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I successfully made you feed me."
"Wow... did you plan this?" Hazel asked, her voice laced with amusement.
Aiden's smile deepened, his eyes twinkling with a playful mischief. "Maybe."
Hazel burst into laughter, her heart light with the joy of his company.  He was so cute, she thought, her cheeks flushed with a warmth that had nothing to do with the sun.
"We ran into my friends here, remember that day?" Aiden said, his gaze drifting towards a group of students gathered on the basketball court.
"Ah- yes.  There was a huge crowd.  How could I forget that?  I was so surprised," Hazel replied, her mind flashing back to their first encounter on campus.  The sheer number of students surrounding Aiden had been overwhelming, a testament to his popularity.
"Were you?  About what?" Aiden asked, his voice laced with a playful curiosity.
"I had no idea you would be so popular.  And that you were the student representative.  That's really impressive," Hazel admitted, her voice filled with a genuine admiration.
Aiden's smile softened, his gaze holding hers with a warmth that sent a shiver down her spine.  "We're on the same page, then.  You impress me more and more.  Let's go over there, now.  I've always wanted to walk there with someone I like."
Hazel's heart skipped a beat.  Aiden, usually so confident and composed, was suddenly a whirlwind of emotions, his words catching her off guard.  She was caught off balance, trying to find the right words, her mind struggling to keep up with the rapid pace of their burgeoning connection.
"Let's go," Aiden said, his voice a gentle nudge, his hand reaching out to take hers.
Aiden naturally intertwined their fingers, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through Hazel's veins.  She allowed him to lead her towards the basketball court, her heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and anticipation.
As they approached the group of students, Aiden's friends turned to greet them.  "Hey!  Aiden!  I thought you were busy, but I see you're out on a date," one of them called out, his voice laced with a playful tease.
Aiden's face flushed crimson, his usual confidence momentarily faltering.  "Ah... shoot!  Should we go somewhere else?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of panic.
"Hello!" one of the students greeted Hazel, his voice friendly and welcoming.
"Oh... Hello," Hazel replied, her voice a little shaky.  She felt a wave of nervousness wash over her, her heart pounding in her chest.  She was suddenly aware of the attention they were attracting, the eyes of Aiden's friends scrutinizing her every move.
"Don't come near us.  Go away," Aiden said, his voice firm, his gaze fixed on his friends, a protective instinct taking over.
One of Aiden's friends, a tall, athletic young man with a mischievous grin, stepped forward, his voice laced with a mixture of amusement and accusation. "You're the one that decided to bail on the competition? How could you do that?"
Hazel's brow furrowed in confusion. "Competition?"
Aiden's face flushed, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.  He glanced at Hazel, his eyes filled with a mixture of embarrassment and a hint of pleading.  "It's nothing important.  Hey, whatever.  We're peacing out," he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
"300 dollars of winning prize!  Our team is collapsing, when we're basically the hot favorite!  Ahhh!!  Our student rep is running away again!" the friend exclaimed, his voice rising in a dramatic crescendo.
Aiden's frustration was evident in his voice.  "Hey, seriously..."
Hazel's curiosity was piqued.  "Basketball?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of excitement.  She imagined Aiden, with his athletic build and easy grace, effortlessly maneuvering the court, his movements fluid and powerful.  She had a feeling he would be incredibly good at it.
"I'll watch you!  Go ahead," Hazel said, her voice filled with a genuine encouragement.  She wanted to see him play, to witness his passion and skill firsthand.
Aiden's gaze met hers, his eyes filled with a warmth that sent a shiver down her spine.  "It's more important, being with you.  I don't have to play," he replied, his voice a soft murmur that spoke volumes about his feelings for her.
"I want to see you.  I think you'll be great at it.  Please?" Hazel insisted, her voice laced with a playful determination.
Aiden's smile widened, his eyes twinkling with a mixture of amusement and gratitude.  "Okay.  Sure," he said, his voice laced with a hint of surrender.  He couldn't resist her request, not when her eyes were filled with such a genuine admiration.
Aiden turned to his friend, his grin a mixture of amusement and exasperation.  "What are you doing?  Let's go."
"Wow... thank you so much.  And for persuading him.  You're beautiful!" the friend exclaimed, his voice laced with a playful admiration.
Aiden's face flushed again, his embarrassment evident.  "I said, let's go..." he muttered, his voice a mixture of exasperation and a hint of playful annoyance.
Hazel watched Aiden with a mixture of awe and admiration.  It was her first time seeing him play sports, and she was captivated.  He moved with a grace and agility that belied his usual laid-back demeanor.  He was a natural on the court, his every move fluid and effortless.
"Last set... start!" the referee's voice boomed across the court, signaling the beginning of the final round.  Hazel had been worried when she saw Aiden walk onto the court without even warming up, but her anxieties quickly dissipated as she witnessed his effortless skill.  He was owning the court, his movements precise and powerful, his gaze focused and unwavering.
"I scored!  Hey, are you watching me?" Aiden called out, his voice filled with a playful energy.  He caught Hazel's eye, his smile radiating a warmth that reached her heart.  He waved at her, his movements a mix of athleticism and a charmingly awkward gesture.
Hazel couldn't help but smile.  She had never seen him so animated, so full of life.  She was mesmerized, not just by his skill on the court, but by the sheer joy he exuded.  She realized, with a sudden clarity, how much she enjoyed seeing him in his element, his passion for the game shining through.
"Ah- that was fun.  Sorry, someone just texted me," Aiden said, his voice a little breathless, his face flushed with exertion.
"Why, who is it?" Hazel asked, her curiosity piqued.
"It's my friend from before.  He's sorry about interrupting our date and wants to thank you again," Aiden explained, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.
"I'm thankful to see you win the game," Hazel replied, her voice filled with a genuine appreciation.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Aiden said, his gaze meeting hers, his eyes filled with a warmth that sent a shiver down her spine.
"Yeah, great job.  Aren't you hot running around like that?" Hazel asked, her concern for him evident in her voice.
Aiden's face flushed even deeper, his cheeks radiating a heat that mirrored the feelings blossoming in Hazel's heart.  "I'm fine..." he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
He seemed to be struggling with something, his gaze flickering away from hers, his usual confidence replaced by a hesitant uncertainty.  Hazel couldn't help but wonder what was going on.
"I wasn't going to ask you, but I gotta say it.  Can I hold your hand?" Aiden finally blurted out, his voice a mixture of nervousness and a hint of pleading.
Hazel's brow furrowed in amusement.  "Since when did you ask?" she teased, her voice laced with a playful challenge.
Aiden's cheeks flushed even deeper, his embarrassment evident.  "I know, but I'm sweating right now from running," he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
Hazel's heart melted.  He was so endearingly awkward, his vulnerability a stark contrast to his usual confident demeanor.  She couldn't help but smile, her heart filled with a warmth that had nothing to do with the sun.  She reached out, her hand gently taking his, her fingers intertwining with his.
"You... don't have to worry about these things.  You never did," Hazel said, her voice soft and reassuring. 
Aiden looked at her, his eyes wide with surprise.  "Huh...?" he mumbled, his voice barely audible.
The air hung heavy with unspoken words, a silent tension that thrummed between Hazel and Aiden.  He had been quiet, his usual boisterous laughter replaced by a shy, almost hesitant smile.  His eyes, usually so bright and full of mischief, held a depth she hadn't seen before.
"Oh...," he had murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.  His hand, warm and strong, had tightened around hers, his grip a silent plea.
"Oh, you might be too hot for this right now," she teased, a playful edge to her voice, but her heart was pounding against her ribs.  "Should I let go?"
"No," he breathed, his gaze unwavering.  "I can't talk straight, I'm so happy. I've never felt like this before."
The words hung in the air, a confession whispered on the breeze.  Hazel felt her cheeks flush, a warmth spreading through her like a wildfire.  She had never seen him like this, vulnerable and open, his usual bravado replaced by a raw honesty that left her breathless.
"What do you usually do with your friends?" she asked, trying to break the spell, to ground herself in something familiar.
"Study... we study, usually," he replied, his voice still low, almost a whisper.  "I think that's why everyone's so excited with little things, like drinking and basketball. Ah, Hazel, do you want to go over there? The park near the lake is really pretty."
"Okay. Let's go!" she agreed, her heart soaring with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.  He was a puzzle, a constant surprise, each layer revealing a new facet of his complex personality.  He was someone she wanted to unravel, to discover every hidden corner of his soul.
As they walked, hand in hand, towards the park, Hazel couldn't shake the feeling that something was changing.  The air between them crackled with a new energy, a connection that was both exhilarating and terrifying.  She felt like she was falling, falling fast, and she wasn't sure if she should be afraid or embrace the descent.
Back in the living room, Lina's voice cut through the quiet, sharp and accusatory.  "What is this? Who put these cracked eggs in the fridge?"
Hazel blinked, her gaze flitting between Aiden and Lina, who stood frozen in the doorway of the kitchen.  The air crackled with tension, a silent storm brewing between them.
"Hmm? What's going on?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion.
Aiden, his face flushed, turned to her with a forced smile.  "Huh? Oh, that! Hey, Lina! Get back in the kitchen!"
Lina, her eyes wide with a mixture of annoyance and amusement, crossed her arms.  "What? What's wrong?"
"Now!" Aiden snapped, his voice sharp and urgent.
Hazel watched, bewildered, as Aiden practically leaped to his feet, his usual relaxed demeanor replaced by a sudden, almost panicked energy.  It was as if Lina's simple question had triggered a switch within him, a sudden need to shut down the conversation.
"I thought he needed some rest," Hazel murmured to Courtney, who stood beside her, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Courtney, ever the observer, chuckled softly.  "Shall we head upstairs? It's midnight soon."
"Shall we?" Hazel echoed, her voice a little hesitant.  She still felt the lingering warmth of Aiden's hand in hers, the memory of his shy smile lingering like a phantom.
"What are Lina and Aiden talking about in the kitchen? So cute," Courtney whispered, her voice laced with playful curiosity.
Upstairs, in the girls' room, Lina sat on the edge of her bed, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.  Sol, her roommate, leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed, a look of playful skepticism on her face.
"Hmm? Ah- nothing much!" Lina said, her voice a little too casual, a little too quick.
"Nothing much what?" Sol pressed, her eyes narrowed with suspicion.
Lina's voice, though laced with a hint of defensiveness, held a playful edge.  "We didn't talk about anything special. Shall we send the messages now?"
Hazel nodded, a warm feeling spreading through her chest.  The day had been a whirlwind of emotions, a rollercoaster of nervousness and unexpected joy.  But through it all, Aiden had been a constant, a source of laughter and comfort.  She couldn't help but smile as she typed her message.
"I had so much fun today. Thank you for making my day," she wrote, her fingers hovering over the send button.
A moment later, a reply popped up on her screen, a simple yet heartfelt message that made her heart skip a beat.
"I want to spend more happy, fun days with you. Good night!"
The Luv Question, a playful twist on the usual dating game, arrived next, a challenge that promised to reveal hidden truths and spark unexpected connections.
"What animal comes to your mind when you think of them?" the message read.
The answers came flooding in, each one revealing a unique perspective on the people involved.  Aiden, ever the playful one, chose a rabbit.  Jake, the loyal friend, opted for an obedient puppy.  Lina, with her enigmatic nature, chose a calm fennec fox.  Sol, the ever-optimistic one, went with a puppy.  Glen, the quiet observer, saw a cat.  Asher, the mysterious one, likened his chosen person to a fox.  And Courtney, the unpredictable one, saw a sheep, but a hedgehog when angry.
Hazel's heart skipped a beat as she read through the responses, her own answer already forming in her mind.
"Puppy," she typed, a smile spreading across her face.  She couldn't explain it, but the image of a playful, loyal puppy perfectly captured the way she felt about the person she had in mind.
The next message, however, sent a ripple of excitement through the group.
"For the 3rd date, the girls will ask the guys out on a date. Ask the man you have in mind out on a date, without them knowing," it read.
"Huh? Another message... Seems like everyone else got the same message," Hazel murmured, her eyes widening in surprise.
"Everyone got the message, too?" Lina exclaimed, her voice tinged with a mixture of excitement and confusion.
"Yeah... But it's so sudden, I don't know where to think of," Sol said, her brow furrowed in thought.
"I know," Courtney agreed, her gaze fixed on the screen.
Lina, however, seemed to have a plan already in motion.  "I have somewhere in mind."
"Where?!" Sol pressed, her voice laced with curiosity.
"It's a secret!" Lina teased, her lips curving into a knowing smile.
Hazel, her mind racing with possibilities, felt a surge of excitement.  The third date, the chance to take the reins and ask the man she had in mind out on a date, was a thrilling prospect.  She knew exactly where she wanted to go, a place that held a special magic, a place where they could be alone, lost in their own little world.
"An amusement park," she whispered, a dreamy smile playing on her lips.  "Classic is the best. We could go to an amusement park, be in our own little world.  And the person, I want to be there with is..."
Her heart skipped a beat as she realized who she wanted to ask out.  The answer was clear, undeniable.  She was ready to take a chance, to step out of her comfort zone and ask him out on a date.  The amusement park, with its swirling rides and twinkling lights, seemed like the perfect setting for a night of laughter, adventure, and maybe, just maybe, a hint of something more.
Hazel anxiously muttered to herself, "Is he not here yet...?"
The setting was an amusement park, a classic choice for a date. Hazel couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of the day ahead.
"This has to work out. It has to. I'm going to really appeal myself today!" she resolved, determined to make the most of the day.
Just as she was beginning to doubt if he would show up, a familiar voice broke through her thoughts, "There you are. Did I make you wait?"
Aiden had arrived. The person she had mustered the courage to ask out on a date was finally here.
"I knew you were going to be here," Aiden remarked with a smile.
"How?" Hazel inquired, curious about his intuition.
"I could feel it. Actually, I wanted it to be you," Aiden confessed, his eyes reflecting sincerity.
Hazel pondered, "What if it wasn't me?"
Aiden's response was unwavering, "Even so, I would've still had fun, but wouldn't be as happy as I am now."
Relief washed over Hazel as she admitted, "Don't worry. I knew I wanted to come here with you."
"Aww, I'm touched. You're the best!" Aiden expressed, his eyes reflecting gratitude.
In the vibrant atmosphere of the amusement park, Aiden seemed like the perfect companion for laughter and conversation.
"What should we do first? I always start off with the roller coaster and the gyro-drop," Hazel suggested, eager to kick off their day of adventure.
"Wow, really? You do love rides," Aiden remarked, surprised by her enthusiasm.
"You too, right?" Hazel assumed, expecting a shared love for thrilling rides.
Aiden's response caught her off guard, "No...?"
"Huh?" Hazel's confusion was evident as she processed his unexpected revelation.
"I'm not so good with rides, haha..." Aiden chuckled, admitting his discomfort with amusement park attractions.
The revelation left Hazel puzzled, "This is so unexpected. Aiden, who is always full of confidence... can't go on rides?"
As they ventured on the roller coaster, Aiden's reaction was priceless, "Wow, you're so good at riding these. I almost died of a heart attack."
Hazel couldn't help but point out, "You look so happy in those snapshots, though!"
Aiden shrugged, "I must've gone crazy for a bit."
"I thought you couldn't get on these rides! Are you sure?" Hazel teased, enjoying the unexpected turn of events.
"You're the one who's scared of horror movies," Aiden playfully pointed out, teasing Hazel about her fear.
"They're two different things. You look a bit nervous, are you okay?" Hazel observed, noting Aiden's subtle unease.
"I told you I was. But today, you have to take care of me, hold my hand," Aiden requested, a hint of vulnerability in his tone.
Sensing his genuine apprehension, Hazel offered, "Still scared? I'll hold it if you are. I was so scared."
"Really? I couldn't tell," Aiden admitted, his facade of bravery crumbling under Hazel's perceptive gaze.
"I was. I'm still trembling," Aiden confessed, his nerves betraying his confident demeanor.
"You really don't seem like it," Hazel remarked, surprised by Aiden's admission.
"So I'm going to have to hold your hand," Aiden declared with a smile, intertwining their fingers.
"Ah, I feel better now... You were already better!" Aiden expressed, finding solace in their connection.
"Are you pretending to be scared just so you can hold my hand?" Hazel teased, a playful glint in her eyes.
"What are you talking about?!" Aiden feigned innocence, tightening his grip on her hand, causing her heart to flutter.
"Do you have something else you want to go on? We can do it," Aiden suggested, eager to continue their adventure.
"Come on! Be serious with me. You lied just to hold my hand, right?" Hazel prodded, testing his sincerity.
"No way. I was going to suggest getting some rest if you don't have anything else to get on," Aiden reassured, his caring nature shining through.
"Really? You're right, my legs are hurting. Shall we drink something? I'll get it," Hazel proposed, grateful for his thoughtfulness.
"No, I'll get it. Take a seat, there," Aiden insisted, gesturing for Hazel to relax.
"I asked you out on a date, though!" Hazel protested, surprised by Aiden's chivalrous gesture.
"Doesn't matter, I want to. Stay here, I'll be back!" Aiden reassured her before heading towards the snack bar.
"We could go together-" Hazel attempted to suggest, but Aiden swiftly seated her on a bench and dashed off on his own errand. She couldn't help but marvel at how Aiden took care of her, making her feel like a princess in his presence.
As she waited, a stranger approached her, "Are you here alone?"
"Sorry?" Hazel responded, caught off guard by the unexpected question.
"Do you want to join me if you are? I kind of lost my friend," the man proposed, admiring her beauty.
"I have company. He just left to get something," Hazel politely declined, subtly indicating her attachment to Aiden.
"Can I have your number then? You're so beautiful," the man persisted, undeterred by her response.
"...What the heck? Ah... um... sorry," Hazel stammered, feeling uncomfortable with the stranger's advances.
"Is the company your boyfriend? It's not a big deal if he's not. Just-" the man continued, unfazed by her hesitance.
"It is a big deal," Aiden's voice cut through the conversation, his protective stance evident as he returned to Hazel's side, asserting his presence.
As hazel made a move to walk away from the persistent man, Aiden stepped in front of me, his gaze fixed on the intruder.
"I am her boyfriend. And even if I wasn't, it's rude to ask for her number when she clearly doesn't want to," Aiden asserted, his protective stance unwavering.
"Umm..." the man faltered, taken aback by Aiden's direct approach.
"Would you leave now? We're a bit uncomfortable," Aiden requested firmly, prompting the man to apologize and retreat, a stark contrast to his persistence when Hazel was alone.
"I was surprised to see a random dude. Did he do anything else other than ask for your number?" Aiden inquired, his concern evident in his voice.
"Nothing else. It's not a big deal," Hazel reassured him, trying to downplay the encounter.
"It's not? You seemed uncomfortable," Aiden pointed out, sensing her unease.
"He wasn't going away so... But you came for me. So it's not a big deal," Hazel explained, acknowledging Aiden's protective gesture.
"It is a big deal for me," Aiden insisted, taking a seat beside her with a sigh, his unease palpable.
"I'm really fine," Hazel reassured him, grateful for his timely intervention and unwavering support.
"If I knew this, I should've gone with him, instead of leaving him behind," Hazel mused, feeling a pang of regret for not accompanying Aiden to the snack bar.
"What's wrong? It's not your fault," Hazel reassured Aiden, noticing his lingering unease.
"Still... I'm glad nothing happened. Ah, drink this. And calm yourself down," Aiden offered her a drink, attempting to shift the focus away from the earlier incident.
"Seems like you're the one that needs to calm down," Hazel teased, observing Aiden's lingering agitation.
"I wanted to chase him and say something, but I didn't since you were there. Yeah, you're right! Let's just forget about this and drink his," Aiden suggested, trying to diffuse the tension as he hastily gulped down his drink. Hazel couldn't help but chuckle at his endearing reaction.
"What was that about, anyway?" Hazel probed, curious about Aiden's sudden declaration.
"When did you become my boyfriend?" she questioned, catching Aiden off guard.
Aiden choked on his drink, a rare display of embarrassment crossing his features as he struggled to compose himself.
"Ah, I almost killed myself," Aiden managed to utter amidst his coughing fit, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the unexpected turn of events.
"Are you okay? Should I go get some water?" Hazel inquired, concerned for Aiden's well-being after his choking episode.
"No, no. It's fine," Aiden reassured her before surprising her by grabbing onto her arm, his actions catching her off guard.
"But... can I be your future boyfriend?" Aiden's unexpected question left Hazel speechless, her gaze locked with his.
"Huh?" Hazel's confusion mirrored in her response, unsure of how to process Aiden's sudden confession.
"Then I'm not a liar anymore, and it'll make me happy. Killing two birds with one stone," Aiden explained, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he carefully voiced his feelings. This vulnerable side of Aiden was a stark contrast to his usual confident demeanor, leaving Hazel feeling equally flustered.
"I think this is the first time I feel this way after I met you. Anyway! Shall we change the subject now? Let's walk over that way!" Aiden swiftly redirected the conversation, eager to move past the moment of vulnerability.
Hazel noted Aiden's haste in changing the topic, realizing that she wasn't the only one feeling embarrassed by the unexpected turn of events.
"We were walking around for so long. How many did we get on?" Aiden shifted the focus to their day at the amusement park, attempting to lighten the mood.
"We got on the viking like 3 times, roller coaster 2 times... Are you really okay with all these rides?" Hazel inquired, curious about Aiden's willingness to partake in the thrilling attractions despite his earlier admission of discomfort.
"I'm fine, if you're fine," Aiden reassured Hazel, his response reflecting his willingness to match her energy and enthusiasm.
Despite Hazel's repeated offers for Aiden to opt for less extreme rides, he seemed unfazed after conquering multiple roller coasters.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Do I have something on my face?" Aiden questioned, noticing Hazel's contemplative gaze, prompting a playful response from her.
"...Or because you love me so much?" Hazel teased, a hint of affection lacing her words.
"I thought you could go on extreme rides. You can tell by my face? Of course, I'm joking. Some people go close to fainting, getting on those things," Hazel bantered, trying to lighten the mood.
"Do you want me to...?" Aiden offered, ready to adjust their plans for her comfort.
"That's not what I mean!" Hazel clarified, realizing the misunderstanding.
"I know, I know. It looks like I'm good at it. You give me courage, as always," Aiden expressed, acknowledging Hazel's unwavering support and encouragement.
"As always..." Hazel echoed, the sentiment resonating deeply within her. Being by Aiden's side made her feel empowered, as if she held the ability to influence his heart and actions.
As they approached the carousel, Aiden suggested, "Let's take a picture there," initiating a moment of shared joy and captured memories in the midst of their adventurous day at the amusement park.
"In front of the carousel? We took a lot of pictures already. Look. We could make an album out of all these," Hazel suggested, showcasing the collection of captured moments from their day at the amusement park.
"I want another one with a pretty background. I got on all the rides with you..." Aiden expressed his desire for a new photo opportunity, hinting at his underlying motivation.
"Did you do that for this?" Hazel teased, catching on to Aiden's playful intention.
"You got me. Anyway, let's do it, so I can show it off," Aiden admitted, eager to capture another memory to share with their acquaintances.
"To whom?" Hazel inquired, curious about Aiden's audience for the photos.
"To the people in the House... and my friends? Hurry, let's do it!" Aiden urged excitedly, his enthusiasm infectious.
As Hazel prepared to ask someone for assistance with taking the photo, she reflected on the significance of creating lasting memories with Aiden during their limited time together in the House.
"I'm sorry, could you please take a photo for-" Hazel began, only to be interrupted by a familiar face.