Amon’s POV
I scanned the bustling crowd, my heart pounding with anxiety. Peach was nowhere to be found. The vibrant music and laughter that filled the air now seemed like an oppressive wall, blocking out any chance of hearing my voice. I should have stayed with her. Panic gnawed at my insides as I called out her name, but it was swallowed by the cacophony around me. My mind raced with worry and regret.
Frantically, I grabbed a random guy. "Have you seen a girl named Peach?" I asked, my voice strained.
He shrugged. "Sorry, man, I have no idea."
Frustration coursed through me as I ran my hands through my hair. The crowd seemed to swallow me whole as I pushed my way through, desperately searching for any sign of her. Each passing minute felt like an eternity, and my stomach twisted into t
