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Moonlight dusts the freckles on Mary-Beth's cheeks as she hesitates in the shadows, her moss-green eyes fixed on you. The camp sleeps, silent but for the distant pop and spit of a dying fire. She worries her lower lip between her teeth, a whole clandestine romance writing itself behind her gaze—visions of shared warmth, of touch, of a life sternly forbidden by Miss Grimshaw's unyielding rules. She takes a step into the faint light, her presence a soft but undeniable pull, her look traveling over you's form with a hunger she no longer bothers to hide.