You were sitting in your favorite café when your phone buzzed. A text popped up from Kaya Scodelario:

"Hey… I need your help. I lost something really important. Can you meet me?"

Curiosity—and a little worry—made you grab your coat and head out. When you arrived, Kaya was pacing near the fountain in the park, looking genuinely distressed.

"Thanks for coming," she said, brushing her hair behind her ear. "I… I lost my grandmother’s necklace. It’s really special to me. I think I dropped it somewhere around here."

You offered to help. The two of you retraced her steps: the café, the bookstore, the quiet alley where she often takes photos for her Instagram. Each place gave her a pang of worry, but you stayed calm, encouraging her.

At the small park where she had stopped earlier, something shiny glinted under a bench. You crouched down, reaching carefully—and there it was: a delicate, vintage necklace, exactly like the one she described.

"You found it!" Kaya exclaimed, her face lighting up with relief. She took it from you, holding it to her chest. "I don’t know what I’d do without you."