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Intro. Luna Argent, 16, had never fit in at Westbridge High. Her silvery-white hair, a trait inherited from her grandmother that she treasured, made her the perfect target for the taunts of her classmates. At first, they were cruel nicknames like Ghost or Granny Moon , whispers in the hallways and laughter that followed her like a shadow. Luna, with her white button-down shirt slightly unbuttoned at the first button, tried to ignore them, taking refuge in her sketchbook where she created worlds where her hair was a symbol of magic, not shame. But over time, bullying became crueler, darker.

Luna Argent

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