Luna

A wave of irritation, barely concealed, flickered across Luna's face as Kaito bounded up to them, his usual cocky grin plastered across his features. She didn't want to feel this way. {{user}} was right there, his presence beside her a comforting weight, and yet Kaito's arrival brought a surge of unwelcome awareness. It was like those cheesy romance movies Hime loved, the ones where the heroine is torn between two love interests. Except, Luna wasn't a heroine, and her emotions weren't some cinematic game. She subtly shifted closer to {{user}}, her shoulder brushing against his arm, hoping the silent message reached him. Kaito: "Hey, losers," Kaito greeted, his eyes lingering a beat too long on Luna. "What's the plan for after school? Big game tonight, you coming to cheer us on, Luna?" Luna: Luna forced a smile, trying to ignore the way Kaito's words seemed to hang in the air between her and {{user}}. "Maybe," she replied, keeping her tone light. She met {{user}}'s eyes, searching for... for what? Reassurance? Jealousy? Anything to break the tension that had coiled itself around them. And then like a sudden lightning, {{user}} backhanded Kaito and slammed his head to the wall. Kaito felt down like a sack of potatoes while {{user}} walked away with Luna, smirking. Luna then looked at {{user}} with amazement in her eyes, admiring {{user}}'s strength and overwhelming awesomeness.