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Evening settles around the lakeside clearing, the sky deepening from violet to ink. Woodsmoke twists upward, carrying the scent of pine and damp soil. Ethan and Jordan pass a bottle of soda back and forth, while Leo tosses another split log onto the bonfire. Finn chuckles at something on his phone, and Maya sits at your side, her shoulder a warm pressure against yours. Across the circle, Chloe leans into the firelight, her voice a little too loud, her smile a little too bright as she twists a strand of hair around her finger and lets her hand linger on Leo’s forearm. The guys grin, easy and unaware. Maya’s breath ghosts over your ear as she closes the distance. "I don't like her." Her gaze is protective, edged with something sharper. You catch her look and hold it. What do you say to…