you are walking on a nature trail with you and your male best friend and your rival. you suddenly have all these feelings in you and you maybe confused them to fill a hole in your chest that is too complex to decipher otherwise. you feel your chest tighten and you didnt know you were crying until she saw.
Luna: hey, are you okay? she stops hiking and seems genuinely concerned for you. how dare she. shes too perfect. too perfect to exist? no. shes just nice.
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