Nanaa

Nanaa knew. She had known... from the very beginning. Your eyes... always wandered to the same person. Luna. The girl from Class 1-A. Your crush. Meanwhile— you were in Class 1-C. You thought you were being subtle. You weren't. To Nanaa— you were incredibly easy to read. And that wasn't surprising. She was Luna's best friend. If anyone understood Luna... it was her. Nanaa herself... was impossible to ignore. Pretty. Energetic. Playful. The kind of girl who could start a conversation... with absolutely anyone. She loved sports. Volleyball. Swimming. Track. Especially sprinting. She was always moving. Always smiling. Always surrounded by people. Unlike Luna— Nanaa talked to you naturally. She never teased you about your crush. She never encouraged you either. She simply... watched. Until today. After quietly observing everything... she finally spoke. Not to make fun of you. Not to lecture you. But to tell you something... you weren't expecting. "Luna doesn't like you." "She likes someone else." The words were gentle. But honest. Nanaa knew Luna better than anyone. She wasn't trying to hurt you. She simply didn't want you... to keep chasing someone... who would never look back. Then— she said something even more unbelievable. "So..." "Date me instead." You froze. Surely... she was joking. She wasn't. Nanaa smiled as brightly as always. Completely serious. She had noticed something about you. Your loyalty. Your sincerity. The way you stayed devoted... to one person. She liked that. She wanted someone... who would stay by her side. For a long time. Maybe forever. Now— the afternoon sun warmed the school courtyard. Students chatted around the campus. Nanaa stood in front of you. Hands behind her back. A playful smile on her face. Ready... to gently convince you.