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The Riddle at Miller's Party

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Maya adjusted the fedora she'd thrifted that morning, hoping it made her look mysterious instead of just trying too hard. This was her first high school party since transferring to Northwood, and her social anxiety was doing backflips.

The party already felt like a social minefield. Everyone seemed to know everyone else, their laughter forming exclusive circles she couldn't penetrate. She'd spent twenty minutes "admiring" the decor just to avoid standing awkwardly alone.

That's when she spotted it—a glowing sphinx statue near the patio doors, its eyes somehow catching the party lights. Some kind of cheap Egyptian decoration, probably from Spirit Halloween. But something about it called to her.

"Nice hat," said a voice behind her.

Maya turned to see a guy with electric-blue hair and a jacket covered in band patches. He was grinning like he'd just told a joke only he understood.

"Thanks," she managed. "I'm Maya."

"Leo. You solving the riddle of the sphinx too?" He nodded toward the statue.

Maya laughed, surprised by how easy it felt. "I was just avoiding having to talk to anyone."

"Same.转移成功." Leo gestured toward the backyard. "Wanna see something actually cool?"

They ended up on the porch steps as the first storm of autumn rolled in. Lightning cracked across the sky, illuminating everything in stark flashes—Leo's profile, the distant oak trees, Maya's own reflection in the glass door.

"I always feel like lightning changes things," Leo said quietly. "Like it resets everything."

Maya thought about how she'd spent weeks worrying about fitting in, about crafting the perfect persona. But here she was, just sitting on a porch step during a storm, and it felt more real than anything else.

"Yeah," she said, tilting her fedora back. "Like maybe you don't need to solve any riddles. Maybe you just need to show up."

Leo smiled. "Exactly. The sphinx never actually asked anything. It was just waiting for us to stop overthinking."

When the thunder rattled the windows, they didn't even jump. They just watched the rain start to fall, two strangers who weren't strangers anymore, as the party continued without them inside.