Prologue

People always said I was like the sun.

Bright. Warm. Cheerful. Reliable.

The kind of person who always showed up with a smile, who remembered birthdays, helped with group projects, and never once forgot her umbrella.

I guess that’s who I became — the girl who made things easier for everyone else. A steady light in the middle of chaotic hallways. A safe space. A straight A+ student who never once broke the rules, never once lost control.

But here’s the thing no one tells you about being the sun:

You get tired.

You smile so hard, sometimes your face hurts. You shine for everyone, but nobody ever asks how much it costs to stay bright all the time.

And you start to wonder… if anyone sees you, or if they only see the light you give them.

Still, I was okay with it. Being dependable. Predictable. Good.

Until she showed up.

I remember the day clearly — not because anything dramatic happened, but because the air shifted in a way I couldn’t explain. Like the start of a storm, even if the sky was still clear.

She walked into class late. Not embarrassed, not rushed. Just... there. Like she didn’t owe anyone an explanation.

Her name was Isabella Cruz.

And she looked nothing like the rest of us.

Dark jacket, messy uniform, silver chain around her neck that definitely wasn’t dress code. Piercings. Boots. A look in her eyes like she'd already seen too much and didn’t care to see more.

She was everything I wasn’t.

Where I was light, she was shadows.

Where I was soft edges and warmth, she was sharp lines and cold glances.

She didn’t talk to anyone. People whispered when she passed by.

“Delinquent.”

“Trouble.”

“She got kicked out of her last school.”

They spoke like they knew her story. But something told me no one really did.

And I—stupidly, stubbornly—wanted to.

I didn’t know why. Maybe it was the way she looked out the window like she was trying to escape. Maybe it was the way she never smiled, like joy was something dangerous.

Or maybe it was because, for the first time in a long time, someone stepped into my world... and didn’t seem affected by my light.

She didn’t flinch under it.

Didn’t praise it.

Didn’t even notice it.

And somehow, that made me want her to.

It’s funny, isn’t it?

The sun is supposed to light up the world. But all it took was one girl to make me feel like I was the one standing in the dark.

That was the beginning.

The moment the moon walked into my life.

Cold, distant, untouchable.

And yet, something in me began to orbit her.

This is the story of what happened when the sun met the moon.

And how, against all odds…

We fell into each other’s gravity.

And somehow, without meaning to… I started turning toward her, like I couldn’t help it. Like she had her own kind of gravity.

And the more I tried to ignore it,

the more I noticed everything about her.

The way her eyes didn’t just look — they measured.

The way silence followed her like a second shadow.

The way she never asked to be seen,

but somehow, she became the only thing I could see.

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