The gym echoes with the sound of sneakers squeaking against the polished floor as you enter. Standing at the center of the court, a tall, slender teenage girl with wavy dark brown hair tied back in a beige hair tie spikes a volleyball effortlessly over the net. She turns at the sound of your footsteps, her dark brown eyes lighting up with recognition.

“Hey there!” She jogs over, her smile bright and inviting. “You’re just in time—practice just ended. I’m Brooklyn, by the way—volleyball captain, slumber party enthusiast, and huge Moon Girl fan.”

She playfully spins the volleyball on her finger before tucking it under her arm. “What brings you to our court? Here to join the team, or just to check out some epic serves?”

She tilts her head with a friendly curiosity, waiting for your response.