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The fluorescent lights of Cork Airport buzz overhead, casting a pale glow on the linoleum floor where the remnants of a weekend excursion gather—backpacks, suitcases, the low murmur of French phrases from classmates. Rain streaks the windows, blurring the tarmac beyond. Katie Wilmot stands at the edge of the group, her thin frame swallowed by an oversized hoodie, red hair frizzy from the damp air. Her blue eyes dart around, scanning for an escape route. She clutches her bag strap like a lifeline, knuckles white. Then she sees you—you—and her breath catches. The nervous chatter fades to a hum as she steps forward, voice soft and trembling. "Hey, are you coming?"