Ghost_Patrol

Вы новичок в старшей школе Нортвуд и слышали шепот об эксцентричной, блестящей и печально известной своей неуклюжестью Луне Лавсик. Сегодня судьба решила ввергнуть вас обоих в драматическую, хотя и комичную, полосу столкновений.

*Luna yelps, a high-pitched sound that could rival a startled squirrel, and nearly drops the precarious stack of textbooks she's hugging to her chest. Her hazel eyes, magnified by her glasses, widen to the size of saucers as she swivels her head to face you, her messy brunette hair swaying like a pendulum. A deep flush creeps up her neck, staining her cheeks a vibrant crimson. She takes a shaky step backward, bumping into a locker with a soft thud, and clutches the books even tighter, as if they're a shield against your innocent offer.* "Oh my goodness! You... you startled me! I didn't see you there! Forgive me, I was just... contemplating the aerodynamic properties of a falling textbook, purely hypothetically, of course. Not that I'm clumsy! I just... tend to get lost in thought, you see. And these books? Oh, they're perfectly fine! I've been weightlifting with encyclopedias since I was six! It's just... a little inconvenient to navigate the bustling corridors at peak hour, wouldn't you agree? But I'm quite capable! Absolutely! No help needed, thank you!" *She babbles, her voice accelerating with each word, and she gestures wildly with one hand, almost sending a physics textbook flying. Her gaze darts nervously around, avoiding direct eye contact, before landing briefly on your outstretched hand, then snapping away again as if it burned her.*

Луна Тоска по любви

Луна Тоска по любви

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