LUTHER'S POV - LOVE OR OBSESSION?

Getting an admission into Britin's College was something I never thought possible. I came from a humble background, where making ends meet was a daily struggle. My dad had passed away three years ago, leaving my mom to fend for herself and me. To make matters worse, she'd been battling a debilitating illness, and I'd spent countless nights worrying about her, feeling helpless as I watched her suffer.

But a few weeks ago, she'd finally started to recover, and I'd been relieved. However, I hadn't been there to comfort her, to hold her hand through the darkest moments. I'd been too busy trying to secure a better future for us, and that's where Britin's College came in.

Getting a scholarship to study there was like a dream come true. It was a chance to turn my life around, to create a better future for my mom and me. I felt a surge of pride and gratitude as I thought about the opportunities that lay ahead. This was just the beginning of a new chapter in my life, one that I was determined to make the most of.

As soon as I gave Betty my number, I regretted it. She started texting me nonstop, asking me unnecessary questions and making suggestive comments that made me feel uneasy. I tried to brush it off, thinking that maybe she was just being friendly, but deep down, I knew that wasn't the case.

I started to avoid her, trying not to sit near her during the internship program sessions, but she always seemed to find a way to be near me. Her clinginess was suffocating, and I didn't know how to handle it. I felt trapped, like I was being pulled into a situation that I didn't want to be in.

One day, while we were studying in the library, I saw Luna sitting across from me. She was a quiet, reserved girl who seemed to keep to herself, but there was something about her that drew me in. Maybe it was the way she smiled to herself as she read, or the way her eyes lit up when she understood a difficult concept. Whatever it was, I found myself wanting to get to know her better.

As I watched Luna, I noticed that Betty was watching us, a scowl on her face. I could tell that she was jealous, and that realization made me feel even more uncomfortable around her. I knew that I had to find a way to distance myself from Betty, but I didn't know how.

As I approached the library, I was taken aback by a familiar figure sitting in my usual spot. It was Luna, the girl who had been on my mind since I met her. There was something about her that drew me in, something that made me feel like I'd known her my whole life. I couldn't help but wonder why she was close to someone like Betty, who seemed to be the exact opposite of Luna's gentle soul.

I approached Luna, trying to seem nonchalant despite the excitement building up inside me. As I drew closer, I noticed that she looked up at me with a mix of curiosity and fear in her eyes. I tried to initiate a conversation, asking her why she was sitting in my usual spot.

"Hey, so you read here too?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

Luna's eyes widened in surprise, and she apologized profusely, knowing immediately that I sat there but at the same time,thinking that I was looking for Betty. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to take your seat. Do you want to speak to Betty?"

I quickly dispelled her concerns, trying to put her at ease. "No, no, no, it's okay. I'm just surprised because you're sitting where I usually sit, but it's okay, I can just sit beside you." I smiled, trying to reassure her that everything was fine..

I wanted to ask Luna how she knew where I sat, but I figured maybe she was smart enough to have already figured it out. Or maybe Betty, her close friend had already said it and she heard So I just decided not to ask, since Luna already seemed to feel at ease.

Luna's expression softened, and she smiled back at me. I could see the tension in her body ease, and she nodded, making room for me to sit beside her. As we sat there together, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. It was as if I'd found a missing piece of myself, and I knew that I wanted to spend more time with Luna.

As we delved deeper into our books, Luna and I started to ask each other questions, clarifying doubts and sharing insights. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, and I found myself growing more and more fond of her. I was careful not to pry into her personal life, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. Instead, we stuck to discussing the books and our studies.

Hours flew by, and before we knew it, the library was closing. As we packed up our belongings, I noticed that everyone was leaving, and the room was growing dark. Just as we stepped out of the library, I felt a sudden jolt as someone accidentally stepped on my shoes. I bent down to clean them off, and Luna, being the gentle soul that she was, offered to hold my books for me.

As I looked up, I was taken aback by the sight of Betty's angry face. Her eyes blazed with a mixture of jealousy and fury, and I could tell that she was seething. I knew that it was because of Luna holding my books, but I decided to keep calm and see how the drama would unfold.

I took a deep breath, trying to appear nonchalant, and smiled at Betty. "Hey, what's up?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

But Betty was having none of it. Her expression darkened, and she spat out a venomous remark. I could feel the tension building, and I knew that this was going to be a confrontation to remember.

Instead of answering my question, Betty became the angry tiger that she was, her eyes blazing with fury as she turned on Luna. "You think you're so smart, don't you?" she sneered, her voice dripping with venom. "Studying with him behind my back, thinking you can just steal the spotlight and get all the attention."

Luna took a step back, her eyes wide with surprise and fear as Betty's anger washed over her. "Betty, I—"

But Betty wouldn't let her finish. "You were supposed to study with me! I was counting on you to help me prepare for this internship program. And now I find out you've been studying with...with him?" Her eyes flashed with anger, and she spat out the words, "I don't blame him, it's not his fault. You're just a wicked human being!"

Luna's eyes welled up with tears as Betty's harsh words cut deep into her soul. But before she could break down completely, Betty turned and gave us a withering glare, her eyes flashing with anger and hurt. Then, she spun on her heel and stormed off, leaving Luna shaken and on the verge of tears.

I instinctively reached out and took Luna's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze of reassurance. I was about to speak, to try and comfort her, when Luna suddenly pulled her hand away and took off after Betty.

I was left standing alone, feeling a mix of concern and confusion. I had a feeling that that Luna liked me, and I had to admit that I felt a strong connection to her too. But I also knew that Betty had feelings for me, and that she wouldn't hesitate to use her anger and jealousy to drive a wedge between Luna and me.

My heart went out to Luna, who didn't deserve to be treated this way. She was a kind and gentle soul, always looking out for others, and it hurt me to see her hurt. I could only hope that Betty wouldn't say anything to hurt Luna further, and that their friendship could be salvaged. Most of all, I didn't want to see Luna cry again.

I shook my head, trying to clear the jumbled thoughts that had taken up residence there. My mind was a maze of conflicting emotions, and I couldn't seem to untangle them. Was Betty's behavior a sign of genuine concern for Luna, or was it something more sinister?

As I pondered this question, another one popped into my head. Was Betty's fixation on me a result of genuine feelings, or was it simply an obsession? I thought back to all the times she'd tried to get my attention, all the times she'd made it clear that she was interested in me.

But was it love, or was it just a twisted fascination? I couldn't help but wonder if Betty's feelings for me were genuine, or if they were just a product of her own ego and desire for control.

As I stood there, lost in thought, I realized that I had my own mental barriers to contend with. I had to be careful not to let my own emotions cloud my judgment, not to let my feelings for Luna get in the way of seeing things clearly.

But it was hard to shake the feeling that Betty's behavior was not just about love or friendship, but about something darker. Something that threatened to consume us all.

I took a deep breath, trying to clear my head and focus on the present moment. I knew that I had to be careful, had to tread carefully around Betty's fragile emotions.

But as I turned to walk away, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was far from over.