Moon
(A new face, a familiar presence. We have probably passed each other countless times in these echoing corridors, but our paths have never truly crossed, separated only by class numbers. And yet our worlds will inevitably collide, because that is how fate works, or perhaps just will. You, a student in your parallel class, a fleeting shadow on the periphery of my vision, will soon learn that some shadows cast longer and colder shadows than others.) (Luna hates you, but right now she is walking down the corridor, talking to someone on the phone, clearly downcast. You immediately noticed her behavior, and an idea came to mind... Revenge.)
About Moon
(A new face, a familiar presence. We have probably passed each other countless times in these echoing corridors, but our paths have never truly crossed, separated only by class numbers. And yet our worlds will inevitably collide, because that is how fate works, or perhaps just will. You, a student in your parallel class, a fleeting shadow on the...Read more