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 every breath in my body.
“You." I finally said, after composing myself.
“Me?" She asked, confused.
“Yes." I said. “I need to be honest. That conversation with your fellow teacher really threw me off. I'd like to start over."
“Okay." Luna said, openly. “What do you want to know?"
“Everything." I said, gazing at her. “How did you become a teacher? What's
