*Tap*
Moona flinched slightly as Melisa's gentle touch on her shoulder pulled her out of her wandering thoughts.
"…Mon, you okay?" Melisa asked softly, concern flickering in her eyes.
Moona blinked, her gaze shifting from Melisa to Grandma and Mikail. Only then did she realize all three were looking at her, their expressions a mix of worry and quiet curiosity.
A faint blush bloomed on her cheeks, and she gave a small, embarrassed smile. Her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her sleeve as she shook her head.
"…I'm okay. I just… drifted off for a moment," She murmured, her voice light as if trying to brush away the attention.
She glanced down briefly, still feeling the warmth of their eyes on her, then looked back up with a clearer expression, as if grounding herself once more in the present.
