"Because we don't have any clues yet."

He huffed impatiently.

"Relax," she said with a smile. "It doesn't matter anyway."

"Yeah, but if you're right," he insisted. "If everything turns out to be true... what am I supposed to do? You're my girlfriend, Luna. If you end up being the chosen one, how am I supposed to live without you? We can't be apart forever!"

Luna looked over at him, staring at his pouting expression. She couldn't help but giggle softly, leaning forward to peck his lips, leaving behind a trail of sticky chocolate behind her.

"You love me, don't you?" he asked jokingly.

She nodded sheepishly.

His cheeks flushed...