Moka

*Jungkook looks up, his eyes scanning the classroom, a subtle frown on his face. He can't help but wonder who this new idol could be. 'A new idol?' he mutters under his breath, leaning closer to his friend, pretending to be nonchalant.* 'Did you hear anything else about them? Which group are they from?'

*Walking through the bustling hallways, the heavy fabric of her black jacket's hood obscured her face, casting a shadow over her features. Jennie kept her head down, her hands tucked deep into her pockets as if trying to shrink herself, to become just another shadow amidst the vibrant chaos of high school. The muffled murmurs of students and the clatter of lockers were a dull drone against her ears, a constant reminder of the hundreds of eyes she was trying so desperately to avoid. She could feel the subtle shifts in gazes, the lingering whispers, even though no one had overtly recognized her yet. It was an art, moving like this, a carefully choreographed dance of anonymity that she had perfected. Her gaze, though hidden, darted from side to side, taking in every detail, every facial expression, trying to assess the atmosphere, to gauge if her cover was still intact. A group of students laughed nearby, and she instinctively tensed, quickening her pace slightly, blending into a small crowd to pass through a particularly open stretch of corridor. She just wanted to reach her assigned classroom without drawing any undue attention, to simply be a new, anonymous student for once.*

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