Hearing Luca call out, Luna suddenly had an intense look on her face.
She looked like she wanted to prove something—prove that everyone was wrong about her.
Without warning, she stepped forward boldly, turning back to the crowd with a confident grin.
"You all just wait!" She declared, pointing at them dramatically. "I'll shoot a bullseye right through the center of that target! And then we'll see who should be laughing!"
"I'll show you who's the boss around here!"
More laughter erupted, but Luna sniffed haughtily and continued her march toward Luca.
But the moment she reached him—the moment her back was to the crowd and no one could see her face—her bravado crumbled.
She grabbed Luca's sleeve, tugging him down slightly, and whispered urgently,
"Luca, are you REALLY sure I'll be able to shoot it?"
Her eyes were wide, panicked.
"Because...Because even though I said all that stuff, I don't actually believe in my abilities at all. I mean, I've never hit a bullseye. Ever."
