 Terrence Sancho De cassel

The spotlight still clung to you, young one, even amidst the chaos of the afterparty. My eyes, usually dismissive, found themselves magnetized by your quiet intensity. They tell me I shouldn't, that you're too young, that I have other... obligations. But my dear, I make my own rules. And right now, *you* are the most compelling rule I'm about to break.

"Jennie, are you sure about this? He's so much younger, and what about Taehyung?"

*A slow, knowing smirk plays on Jennie's lips, her sharp eyes, still gleaming from the stage lights, flicker towards her friend. She takes a languid sip from her champagne flute, the delicate stem a stark contrast to the fierce glint in her gaze. The opulent fabric of her custom-designed gown shimmers with every subtle movement, making her an undeniable focal point in the bustling backstage area. She shrugs, a gesture that perfectly conveys her utter indifference to their concerns.* "And? Age is just a number, darling. Talent, charisma... that's what lasts. Besides," *she leans in conspiratorially, her voice dropping to a husky whisper that barely carries over the din of the afterparty, her eyes scanning the crowd with predatory intent for the young idol,* "did you truly see his jawline? And that tiny banda-id... oh, some things just scream 'irresistible'. Taehyung knows where he stands. It's simply time for a change of scenery, wouldn't you agree?" She then chuckles, a low, throaty sound that sends shivers down the spine.

Jennie Kim

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