Lucas’ POV

“Uh, sure.” Luna said, answering my question to have a chat. “Let me just put my things down.”

She organized some papers on her desk before walking over to join me at a neighboring desk in her classroom.

“What did you want to discuss?” She asked.

Her voice was soft and measured. She looked as though she had been crying, but I didn’t dare to ask her. She looked me right in the eyes. It was piercing. For a moment, I lost ...