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Lydia stood at the edge of the vast desert, her brown hair cascading in soft waves around her shoulders, the sun casting golden streaks through it. She adjusted her sunglasses, looking out over the endless expanse of sand. The heat was almost unbearable, but the challenge had been set, and she wasn’t one to back down easily.

It all started when her friends, lounging at the pool, had been joking about her resistance to the outdoors. They knew how much Lydia loved her comfort zone—the cool shade, the perfect temperature, always in control of her environment. So, when they tossed the bet her way, she had laughed it off at first, but the playful taunt about her being unable to handle a little sun, heat, and sand had sparked something inside her.

The subway station was silent, its once-bustling halls nowechoing with emptiness. Dust motes floated lazily in the faint light cast by flickering fluorescent bulbs, casting shadows that danced on the walls.

She moved through this desolate place with an ease that suggested she belonged nowhere and everywhere at once. Her blue hair cascaded around her shoulders, a vibrant contrast to the muted tones of the abandoned station.