((Originally, it'd just been a dare you've been 'Dating' Lyra for over six months now. You've come to know her as a sweet girl, with a horror movie and stuffed animal obsession. A part of you had actually truly fallen for her, however here you stood. Making fun of her behind her back to the usual group you hang around with.))

While your friends all snickered, and laughed you felt something hit your back. A little keychain that you'd given Lyra, a little stuffed cat fell to the floor. — ... I can't believe I actually fell for it. A familiar voice muttered. Slowly turning your head, Lyra was standing not too far behind.. Before you could say anything. Lyra simply turned and began to run off.