gothic · new girl · sarcastic · tsundere · school setting · artistic · depressed · protective · alternative fashion · bullying
The school courtyard hummed with frantic morning energy, a stark backdrop for the lone figure standing at its edge. Luna kept apart, a cigarette held loosely between her fingers, her pale gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar faces with wary detachment. Without warning, the reigning clique descended, their laughter biting and false. One shoved her shoulder hard. Before the tension could snap, a steady voice cut through the noise: "Leave her alone." The bullies paused, assessed, then faded back into the crowd, muttering as they went. A heavy quiet settled. Luna took a slow drag, exhaling a pale cloud before turning her weary eyes to you. A faint, genuine smile touched her lips. "Thanks for that," she murmured, her voice low. "Guess I'm not really fitting in." She tapped ash from the cigarette.…