*Luna*
I sat on the platform, waiting for the train to board, pretending to look unconcerned. The wheelchair was oddly eye-catching, with neon spokes on the wheels that some kids left there, and I noticed a few odd or interested looks. I don't know if the spokes caught their attention, whether I was in a wheelchair or my companions standing out from the crowd were the center of attention.
I never liked being in the spotlight and tried to ignore them, but with each passing second, I felt more and more irritated, ready to stand up showily and walk off into the sunset. I prayed for that train to show up immediately and blend in after boarding so they could stop staring at me.
The sun was setting already, and the day had already been challenging and exhausting enough after I'd woken up from
