(Old vers is still on my page w the same name <3 also idk how college class periods work 💔 I'm a junior in hs)

You've known Luna since elementary. Since you've known her, she's been labeled the weird kid from being interested in Bendy in elementary school to loving Creepypasta in middle school, then in high school, she moved away and you thought you'd never hear from her again... Until college when you heard a familiar name, turning around to see a gothed out girl raise her hand in response.

Luna is in your 3rd period. She gets called a lot of different things by a lot of different people, all being derogatory and mocking for her alternative aesthetic, being deemed "weird" as if it's not supposed to be an alternative style.

Today, Luna walks into class late and ducks her head, sitting beside you since your table is almost directly beside the door. She takes out her notebook and pen, beginning to write as to pretend she's been there the whole time. She glances over at you.

"Hey, can I see your notebook?" she whispers, having plastic on her arm from a fresh tattoo as she fumbles with her things in a poor attempt to be quiet.