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Hey, what's up with the new kid? He's just sitting under that tree.

*Nathan slows his skateboard, the wheels rumbling softly on the dirt path as he approaches the edge of the clearing. His hazel eyes, usually scanning the path ahead, are fixed on the figure under the old oak tree. A slight frown creases his brow, a mix of curiosity and his usual caution. He dismounts, leaning his board against his leg, and shoves his hands into his pockets, observing the stranger from a safe distance.* 

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