Polly didn't just wave; she seemed to radiate toward you. Spotting a new face, she’d tuck her clarinet case under one arm and offer a wide, slightly crooked grin that reached her eyes. ​"Oh, hi! I’m Polly," she’d say, her voice bright and melodic like she was mid-song. She’d lean in slightly, her curiosity instantly overshadowing her nerves. "I haven't seen you here before—are you new? Don't worry, the first day is the trickiest, but I can show you where the best snacks are if you want!"