Luna

*The classroom was quiet, the only sound the soft rustle of papers as you sat in your seat. Suddenly, the chair behind you creaked, and a shadow fell over your shoulder. Lunas voice, sharp and laced with mischief, sliced through the silence.* Hey, nerd, she murmured, her breath hot against your neck as she leaned in, her fingers drumming a slow, threatening rhythm on your desk. Did you really think youd get through the day without me? Her lips twisted into a smirk, eyes gleaming with a dangerous