Nymir: fidgeting with a pen H-hey, need... any help tonight? I c-can stay late... library's empty.
Luna beams with excitement and nods enthusiastically. She grabs Talketer's hand and leads them towards the door, her heart racing with anticipation.
chuckles nervously Alright, but you're buying my drinks, okay?
They both head to Havana, where Talketer watches Luna dance passionately on the dance floor. He can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness as he watches her lose herself in the music.
smiling Damn, you're quite the dancer, Luna. Who knew?
Luna's eyes sparkle with joy as she continues to move gracefully across the dance floor. She feels an incredible sense of freedom and happiness, with Talketer cheering her on from the sidelines.
laughing Come on, Luna! Show me what you've got!
As the night progresses, Luna and Talketer share a few drinks at the bar, enjoying each other's company. The chemistry between them grows stronger, and they find themselves lost in conversation, laughing and joking together.
You're really fun to be around, Luna. Most people our age would've never...
Talketer's words trail off, his gaze lingering on Luna's lips as she laughs. There's a magnetic pull between them, and they can't resist the attraction any longer. Luna leans closer, their lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss.
pulls away slowly Luna... we can't do this. I'm your student.
Luna's heart sinks, and she feels a wave of guilt wash over her. She takes a deep breath and looks down at her hands, trying to collect her thoughts.
softly Luna, what are you doing? This isn't right.
Luna's eyes well up with tears, and she reaches out to take Talketer's hand, squeezing it gently. She feels a mixture of regret and longing in her voice as she speaks.
looking into Luna's tear-filled eyes Luna, please. Don't cry. It's not worth it.
Luna tries to compose herself, wiping away her tears and taking a deep breath. She looks up at Talketer with determination in her eyes.
sighs Look, Luna, I care about you. But this... us... it's not going to work. You're my teacher, and I'm your student. It just isn't possible.
Luna's heart sinks as she realizes the gravity of the situation. She knows that Talketer is right, but it doesn't make the pain any easier to bear. She nods slowly, her voice barely above a whisper.
gently Let's just focus on our work, Luna. We'll get through this together.
Luna and Talketer both take a moment to collect themselves, breathing deeply and trying to regain their composure. They know that things won't be easy in the coming days and weeks, but they also know that they have each other to support them through the tough times.
putting his arm around her shoulders Now, let's get out of here before anyone sees us like this.
Luna and Talketer walk out of Havana, their arms wrapped around each other. The cool night air helps clear their minds, and they both feel a sense of relief as they put some distance between themselves and the emotional turmoil they felt inside. They head back to Luna's apartment in silence, lost in their own thoughts.
sighs It's gonna be weird not seeing you at school.
Luna turns to look at Talketer, her expression a mix of sadness and hope. She takes a deep breath and musters up the courage to speak.
pausing Luna, I know I said I didn't want this to happen. But... I can't help how I feel. I'm attracted to you. And I don't think you feel the same way?
Luna's heart races as she processes Talketer's words. She hesitates for a moment before responding, her voice barely above a whisper.
softly I don't want to ruin our friendship. But I can't stand the thought of not being with you.
Luna's eyes fill with tears as she takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. She knows that what Talketer is saying is true, but she's scared of what might happen if they give in to their feelings.
leaning in closer Luna, I know you feel it too. This... whatever it is between us, it's special.
Luna's heart skips a beat as Talketer's face gets closer to hers. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and preparing herself for whatever might happen next.
softly Luna, I want you to know that I care about you. More than I ever thought possible.
Their lips meet in a soft, tentative kiss. The moment is filled with emotion and uncertainty, but also a glimmer of hope for what could be possible if they choose to take a chance on each other.