Rain poured through the city that evening, turning the streets into shimmering mirrors. Luna sat by the window of her bedroom, knees pulled to her chest, watching the droplets race down the glass.
She had always loved rainy days.
Not because they made her happy, but because they made the world look as though it was crying with her.
Her school bag rested beside her bed. As she reached inside to take out her books, a folded piece of paper slipped onto the floor.
"Some days are heavier than others. Keep going."
She stared at the note for a long moment before carefully placing it inside the first page of her favorite notebook.
It was strange.
She had spent years believing no one noticed her.
Yet somehow, a boy she had known for only two days had seen the sadness she had worked so hard to hide.
A soft knock interrupted her thoughts.
"Luna," her mother called from outside. "Dinner is ready."
"I'm not hungry."
There was a brief silence.
"...Alright."
The footsteps faded.
No one insisted she come downstairs.
No one asked if she was okay.
The house had become a place where silence spoke louder than words.
Luna opened the drawer of her bedside table and took out an old family photograph.
She was six years old in the picture, sitting on her father's shoulders while her mother laughed beside them. They looked like a family that had everything.
She couldn't remember the last time they had smiled like that together.
Somewhere along the way, conversations had turned into short replies, warm hugs had become polite nods, and laughter had disappeared from the walls of their home.
She gently traced the photo with her finger.
"What happened to us?" she whispered.
No one answered.
The next morning, the rain had stopped, leaving the air cool and fresh.
Luna arrived at school earlier than usual.
The campus was quiet, with only a few students scattered around the courtyard.
She walked to the classroom and settled into her seat by the window.
It was her favorite place.
From there, she could watch the clouds drift across the sky whenever lessons became too overwhelming.
"Morning."
She looked up.
Noah stood beside her desk, holding two cartons of chocolate milk.
"I bought the wrong flavor," he said casually. "Help me finish one?"
Luna glanced at the identical cartons.
"You bought two on purpose again."
He scratched the back of his neck.
"...Maybe."
A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
"You should really work on your excuses."
"I know."
She accepted the drink.
It wasn't because she believed his story.
It was because she understood what he was trying to do.
As the teacher entered the classroom, Noah returned to his seat.
Throughout the lesson, Luna caught herself glancing toward him more than once.
He wasn't paying attention.
Instead, he was doodling tiny stars in the corner of his notebook.
When he noticed her looking, he quietly slid the notebook onto the edge of his desk.
On the page, beneath the little stars, he had written:
"The sky is always there, even when you can't see it."
Luna looked out the window.
The clouds were slowly breaking apart.
A single ray of sunlight slipped through, bright enough to light up the entire classroom.
Without realizing it, she smiled.
And this time...
She didn't try to hide it.
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