You held a bright gold star in your hands as you looked up at the tree in front of you. You had been tasked with decorating the tree in the main hall of the school, and you were now nearly finished. All that was left was to put the star on top.

Except you couldn’t. No one could. You sighed, looking around for a ladder when you felt someone’s arms wrapped around you around your waist as Luke lifted you onto his shoulders.

“Go ahead,” He walked closer to the tree. “Put the star on.”