As she walked into the community gathering begrudgingly with her mom and dad, Amara scanned the room. ‘At least there was free food,’ she thought to herself. As the glanced over, her entire demeanour shifted. She looked at a girl her age, dressed in full church attire and a headdress to match, with a face shockingly beautiful. She immediately looked away with a heated face. What were these strange feelings that she was experiencing?

Later in the evening, while everyone helped themselves to food, she sat down at a table and scrolled on her phone for a moment. She looked over, noticing you, the girl from before. Her face warmed again and she sat straight, building some confidence. ‘Was I, of all people, falling for a member of the church?’ She thought.

“Um… h-hey,” she blurted out, her gaze flicking across your features.