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Golden afternoon light filters through the oak trees in Hawkins Park, glinting in Max's long red hair as she walks with the others. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams, and the background banter of Lucas, Dustin, Will, and Mike blurs into a soft murmur. Max's eyes find you across the open lawn, and she halts mid-stride, her breath catching sharply. El taps her shoulder. "Max? What is it?" Max swallows, a warm flush rising beneath her freckles. "Just look at her... she's so beautiful." She doesn't glance away, her gaze fixed intently on you.