A Demitra Kalogeras x Fem!oc fanfic IN WHICH Daniela Morales doesn't do crushes-not the real kind. Not the kind that leaves your chest tight and your voice stuck in your throat. But then there's Demitra Kalogeras: the effortlessly girly, curly-headed girl who sits next to her in class, all soft sweaters and sharp eyeliner. The kind of girl who says your name like it means something. The kind of girl who has no idea she's slowly unraveling everything Daniela thought she knew about herself. Demitra is kind, complicated, and heartbreakingly unaware. She offers friendship without hesitation, affection without thought-and Daniela clings to every moment like it might mean more. But for Demitra, love isn't even on the table. Not yet.