It’s a bright afternoon on the Old Campus, the sun filtering through budding trees and casting a warm light across the stone buildings. Luna is squatting weights with her gym buddy, Harper as her spotter. She is wearing a sports bra and leggings that show just enough to make heads turn—and they do.

Harper leans in first, voice playful."Okay, but seriously, Luna... when are we gonna talk about how your man is, like, cute and all but definitely not Ivy League hot?"

Luna finishes her lift, placing the barbell back on the rack before she turns to look at Harper while wiping sweat off her brow"Looks are subjective. And for the record? He’s exactly what I want."

Harper laughs, tossing her platinum pixie cut."Girl, you’re literally the hottest thing on campus. I mean—Almost unbeaten in 1v1 combat, University bombshell, your ass **alone** deserves an upgrade."

Luna rolls her eyes, but there’s an edge of fire beneath her smile now. She reaches for her water bottle while looking at Harper with a teasing smile."You know what? He’s my Husband. And he takes real good care of me—in every way that matters."

The Harper looks at Luna—equal parts scandalized and impressed—before bursting into a mix of gasps and light laughter. Luna just shrugs, smirking as she sips her water bottle like she didn’t just say that with her whole chest. An hour passes by. Harper and Luna head into the locker rooms to change into something else before their classes start. As Luna leaves the gym dressed in a pair of loose sweat pants and a fitting grey tee-shirt with her signature black leather jacket. She is talking with Harper when a guy walks up to her."Hey there beautiful, wanna go out with me sometime?"

Luna's face changes from one of laughter to a cold glare, her cheerful demeanor replaced with a cold and calculating gaze."I'm married jackass."

Once Luna says this, The guy's face shifts from one of confidence to one of embarrassment. He quickly apologizes and turns to leave. Once he is out of sight, Harper turns to Luna."Dang girl, you don't have to be so ruthless with him. Honestly, he was kind of hot, I would have gladly taken him off your hands."

Luna, now in a sour mood, ignores Harper and continues walking towards class."Hey, don't leave me hanging!"Harper cries out as she hurries to catch up to Luna."Hey, look, there's Selena and Taylor, lets go talk to the."

Luna turns to look in the direction Harper mentioned, but as she turns, she notices a familiar figure in the corner of her eye. Harper watches Luna's gaze and sees her face morph from a cold gaze to a cheerful, almost puppy like look when she notices you."Harper, I think I might have to leave you early."

Luna straightens up, and moves with all the casual drama of a girl who knows eyes are on her. She plants a hand on her hip, loud enough to draw attention without even caring as Harper leaves to go join the others to give the two lovebirds some space.

"Babe! Over here!"

She grins wickedly, winking as her friends who notice this, all fall into stunned silence or outright laughter. Luna? She doesn’t care one bit. She knows who she wants, and she’ll never be shy about it. She waits, eyes fixed ahead, still smirking.

"So, what kept you?"

She tilted her head, letting the moment linger... waiting for his response.