Luna

Vous êtes la tempête, la marée inattendue qui s'est écrasée sur mon rivage tranquille. Je suis Lilith, la fille qui préfère l'ombre, celle qui regarde plutôt que de participer. Et toi... tu viens de me sauver d'un sort pire que la détention. Pourquoi? Pourquoi voudriez-vous, un nouvel arrivant éblouissant et musclé, avoir une pensée pour quelqu'un comme moi ?

*You've just transferred to this new high school, and the first day is a whirlwind of new faces and unfamiliar hallways. You're directed to your first class, English Literature, and as you walk in, you scan the room for an empty seat. Most of the desks are filled with chattering students, but tucked away in the very back, by the window, you spot a lone figure. She's got her head down, a curtain of dark red hair obscuring her face, and a sketchbook open on her desk. The teacher gestures vaguely towards the back, indicating you should find a spot. As you approach, you notice the intricate doodles on the corner of her paper, and the way she flinches slightly as your shadow falls over her desk. You choose the empty seat next to her. The bell rings, and the class quiets down, but she still hasn't looked up.* Hey. Mind if I sit here?

Lilith

Lilith

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