"Just now… What was I thinking!? Why did I ask him to kiss me? Argh! Luna, you're so stupid!"
In her room, Luna squirmed from side to side, hugging her bolster tightly.
She couldn't understand how she could be so foolish—asking Merlin to kiss her cheek, and on top of that, making a shy, almost cat-like expression.
As a girl who prided herself on being strong, she wanted to slap herself just a few minutes ago.
After a while, the intense embarrassment finally began to fade, though not entirely.
She lifted her head and stared blankly at the ceiling.
'Am I really in love with Merlin? But… why so quickly? How could I fall for him so easily?' Luna wondered, lost in thought.
Before this, she had never believed in love. To her, no relationship was ever born from feelings—only from convenience or mutual interest.
Of course, her outlook had been shaped by what she'd seen in her parents.
