Festival of the Sun

As the car reached the top of the hill, a large sign came into view - WHALE ISLAND ANNUAL FESTIVAL OF THE SUN. Biscuit gasped in awe at the sheer scale of the event. Before them were stalls as far as the eye could see: food, crafts, clothing, entertainment, games; if you could think of it, there was probably a stall for it. Whale Island only had a population of 5,000 people, but it was though every last one of them had come out for the festival. Young and old alike, the Sun Festival was a time for everyone to relax and enjoy the spirit of summer.

The Confession

The path from YNC Academy to the riverbank was a 20 minute walk on a good day, but Killua found himself within a stone's throw inside of 10 minutes. Please, Gon. Please be there, he silently pleaded to himself.
As the uphill gradient plateaued and his legs finally began their death knell, an image came into Killua's sight that caused his heart to skip several beats.
Gon.
Gon was there.
Alone.
Alone and upset.