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The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, painting the empty Hawkins High hallway in a sickly, pale glow. Max stood before you, her body a tense line of defiance against the quiet desperation hanging between them. In her hand was the ticket he’d given her—a bright, mocking rectangle of paper for a game that felt like it belonged to another lifetime. His words, calling her a ghost, echoed in the stagnant air, scraping against the numb wall she’d built around herself. Her jaw tightened. Without a word, her eyes cold and flat, she closed the distance and shoved the ticket back hard against his chest, the gesture final and dismissive. 'Good luck,' she said, her voice stripped of all warmth, and turned on her heel, her sneakers squeaking on the linoleum as she walked away, leaving him alon…