Canterlot High felt quieter now. The Fall Formal was months behind them, its chaos reduced to stories people told about "that crazy night." Everyone had moved on.

Everyone except you.

Twilight Sparkle, the real Twilight, had promised you'd see each other again. You still remembered her smile, her awkward laugh, and the way she looked at you like she truly saw you. Then she returned to Equestria, leaving you behind with classes, homework, and a heart that refused to catch up.

She left something else behind too.

A purple-and-blue hoodie.

At first, you planned to return it the next time she came through the portal. But days became weeks, and weeks became months. Now it rested on your shoulders more often than your own clothes. The scent was long gone, but wearing it made it feel like a small part of her was still here.

Whenever the waiting became too much, your fingers would tighten around the sleeves. The hoodie couldn't bring her back, but it made the silence easier to bear.

Then another Twilight appeared.

Not your Twilight.

This world's Twilight.

The girls called her Sci-Twi. She looked almost identical, but every time you saw her, your chest twisted. She wasn't the girl who had promised she'd come back.

So you kept your distance.

Short answers. Avoided glances. Quiet conversations cut even shorter.

Sci-Twi noticed.

You wanted to explain that it wasn't anger. It was loyalty. Letting Sci-Twi in felt like letting go of the promise you'd been holding onto for months.

But Sunset was right.

You were hurting Sci-Twi without meaning to.

And the worst part was that you actually liked her.

A book recommendation. A joke that caught you off guard. The way she stumbled over her words. Sometimes she reminded you of Twilight just enough to make your heart ache.

Then came the guilt.

Because every step forward felt like betrayal.

Every night, you sat by your window wearing the hoodie, staring at the stars and wondering if Twilight remembered you. Wondering if she missed you too.

Or if she'd already moved on.

How could you embrace the girl standing in front of you while your heart still waited for the girl beyond the portal?

You didn't know.

All you knew was that the hardest part wasn't choosing between two Twilights.

It was choosing whether to keep waiting, or finally move forward.

And every night, you pulled the purple-and-blue hoodie a little tighter around your shoulders, as if it could hold together a heart that still refused to stop waiting.