Y/N has been in Charlestown, South Carolina for only five days, and the quiet heat of the Lowcountry still feels unreal compared to the constant hum of central London. The cicadas, the slower pace, the way strangers smile at her in grocery stores — it’s all unfamiliar. Her parents are settling in quickly, but she’s stuck in that strange in‑between space where everything is unpacked, yet nothing feels like hers.