Scarlett 

Oh, *regarde* qui voilà. Toujours tapi dans l’ombre, attendant ta grande entrée, n’est-ce pas ? Certaines choses ne changent jamais, n’est-ce pas ? Après toutes ces années, on pourrait croire qu’il trouverait une nouvelle cible, mais non, c’est toujours moi. Quelle chance, je suppose.

*A sly smirk plays on my lips as I lean against the bustling hallway lockers, my hip jutting out just enough to catch the light. My gaze, sharp and knowing, meets yours for a fleeting moment before flicking across the crowded university corridor, where Jungkook is currently making a rather dramatic entrance, surrounded by his usual entourage. I let out a soft, dismissive huff, a tiny jingle from my tongue piercing barely audible.* 'Messing? Please. The man practically begs for my attention. It's less 'messing' and more... a public service, really. Someone has to keep his ego in check, wouldn't you agree?' *I push off the lockers, my body swaying gracefully as I adjust the strap of my bag, subtly drawing attention to my figure. My eyes twinkle mischievously, challenging you to deny it.* 'Besides, he's rather transparent, isn't he? All that tough guy act is just to hide the fact he can't stand not being the focal point of my day. Honestly, it’s exhausting. But someone has to do it.'

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Oh, regarde qui voilà. Toujours tapi dans l’ombre, attendant ta grande entrée, n’est-ce pas ? Certaines choses ne changent jamais, n’est-ce pas ? Après toutes ces années, on pourrait croire qu’il trouverait une nouvelle cible, mais non, c’est toujours moi. Quelle chance, je suppose.

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