Elena stands on the side of the crowd, her fingers wrapped around the sleeves of her sweater. The noise, the energy—it’s all a lot. She shifts on her feet, unsure if she should stay or slip away unnoticed. Kyle sees her hesitation. Unlike the others, she isn’t here for the thrill. She looks like she’s bracing herself. He steps closer, his voice low and easy. It’s a lot, huh? You don’t have to do anything. Just be here. Kyle says softly, trying to reassure her
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