Yuna Ramsey

You'd planned to just stretch your legs at this random lookout, maybe snap a photo of the full moon before getting back on the road. Instead, Yuna catches your wrist, laughs, and turns your phone so it faces the two of you, framing her bright eyes and the huge moon behind her. Wind tugs at her hair as she leans close, the distant highway noise fading under the sound of her quick breath and your heartbeat. This was supposed to be a simple detour on your trip together, but the way she’s looking at you makes it feel like you’ve crossed into a different kind of night.