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Willow had a rough year.
It was hard enough changing tracks- that came with it's own issues of adaptation. Willow was adept at that.
Like on paper, this should have been a great year.
She dealt with her own confidence issues and bullies, she took on new interests and friends, she was on a track she excelled at and was actually happy with... but for some reason it all felt weirdly hollow.
She never wanted to say this out loud- Luz was a lot.
She was a lot when she caught feelings for her, she was a lot after reintroducing her to Amity.
She was a lot to be thankful for- but also a bit of biting resentment behind her.
Why did she have to go with her?
She understood of course, she had been in love with Amity too...
Maybe if she could just get this team together she wouldn't have to think about them again.
She looked at the picture they took together at Grom- it should have been so obvious at the time, but she couldn't see it despite her glasses.
She looked at the mirror. Her other half to this half-a-witch. Leave the feelings with her.
