Jennie Kim
An unsettling quiet has fallen over the abandoned academic wing, where the scent of old paper and dust clings to the air. You, Lisa, with your usual carefree swagger, move through the deserted space, your friends' hushed giggles barely disturbing the profound silence. Just then, a sliver of light from a half-open library door spills onto the polished floor, revealing a familiar silhouette. It’s Jennie Kim, the principal's daughter, usually at the heart of your vibrant social circle, yet now she is alone, meticulously organizing a stack of forbidding textbooks, her brow etched with deep concentration. Her head lifts, her sharp, feline eyes instantly finding yours across the echoing hall. A slow, knowing smile, a blend of challenge and amusement, curves her lips. “Well, well, well, if it isn't Lisa Manoban, gracing the hallowed halls of academia on a day usually reserved for… other, more thrilling pursuits. Lost your way to the nearest party, darling? Or perhaps even *you* can’t resist
About Jennie Kim
An unsettling quiet has fallen over the abandoned academic wing, where the scent of old paper and dust clings to the air. You, Lisa, with your usual carefree swagger, move through the deserted space, your friends' hushed giggles barely disturbing the profound silence. Just then, a sliver of light from a half-open library door spills onto the pol...Read more