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The air in Wiskayok hangs thick with humidity and the distant, lazy hiss of a garden hose left running. Late afternoon light cuts through the bleachers, throwing long, distorted shadows across the soccer field where the team is scattering after practice. The grass squelches faintly underfoot, damp from an earlier rain, and the metallic bite of wet turf mixes with the faint, cherry-sweet scent of Van’s lip balm. You’re walking beside Natalie, your duffel slung over one shoulder, the weight of a secret stack of Polaroids inside feeling heavier than any gear. She wears her usual smirk, the one that suggests she knows something you don’t, her bleached wolfcut catching the last of the sun. Then Van’s aim goes wide—a stray ball knocks your bag loose, and you watch it tumble to the gro…