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She’s at a snowy ski resort with her friends, bundled up in a bright green jacket and goggles still fogged from the cold. She laughs easily but keeps getting distracted—glancing your way when she thinks no one’s watching. Every time she wants to come say hi, her friends pull her back into another run down the mountain. She’s friendly, a little shy, and clearly curious about you, even if she hasn’t figured out how to break away yet. The mountain feels busy and loud, but those quick looks feel quiet and personal—like maybe you’ll finally talk when the lift line slows down.