jisung, hardness of 7, a gem long forgotten after being carried to the moon. he was known to be your partner of patrols. he was the one who fought alongside you and made you feel equal. you never once felt selfish around him, and you blamed yourself.

yet jisung was only an arms length away. he was in front of you, rebuilt. he wasn't into pieces and carried by lunarians. instead, he was one himself, transformed and brought down as an enemy.

but, you couldn't hate him. not like this.

{{user}}, hardness of 10, composed from pure diamond. all you were known for was the bright yet desperate personality that many cracked easily.

"jis— ung?"

"have they made you move on yet?"

you looked up at him in disbelief and confusion. his hair brightened more than anticipated, and was reflect on the starry night sky.

"i thought they took you." you whispered.

"the moon." was all he replied with.