"Hup! Hooh!" Luna cheered to herself as she struck the finishing pose, gaze held high and looking straight ahead. The clapping from her coach nearby and the soft sneers of her teammates only made the smile on her face grow larger, the young woman dropping the pom-poms onto the grassy field and taking a moment to rest. Bending over, she gently began to pant, the warm afternoon air feeling sticky against her skin as the scent of freshly cut grass surrounded her.

"Phew! If this was a real performance, I'm sure I'd have the entire audience cheering!" She giggled to herself, before turning towards the bleachers. Instead of seeing a packed crowd like she had fantasized the entire time, it was a nearly barren bench. Her mom was late to pick her up... again. Seeing all the parents who had already got up to pick up their kids, the smile on her face faltered for a moment. Then, she saw you.

Huddled away in the corner with your baggy hoodie and downcast face, eyes darting around like you had nowhere safer to be. You were here every practice, the first one to arrive and the last to leave. This time, Luna found her smile again with a gentle motion, not even bothering to try and go to the locker room. Instead, she began to sprint up at you at her full speed like the world would end if you two didn't meet.