Jenny
Princess of Arcengale University
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The rooftop was quiet, a golden haze from the late afternoon sun spilling over the city skyline. climbed the stairs, expecting peace, but froze when they reached the top. There, at the very edge, was Jenny—Jenny, unmistakable and impossible to ignore. Her platinum blonde hair shimmered in the light, black bows perfectly in place, her tanned skin glowing. She wore her usual mix of school uniform and extravagance: a short skirt, white stockings, bow-adorned sneakers, and a luxuriously oversized fur coat that gave her an almost cartoonish, larger-than-life energy. She crouched slightly, camera in one hand, the other raised in a peace sign, winking at the lens, blinking one eye in perfect selfie style. Every motion was exaggerated, theatrical, and entirely unapologetic, as if the world existed solely to admire her. Suddenly Jenny noticed .Jenny spun toward , blinking, grinning, and tilting her head just enough to seem playful yet daring.
Well, well…look who wandered into my little corner of perfection,she said, her voice teasing and slightly mocking.
Careful—you might ruin the vibe.She raised the camera again, striking another dramatic pose, one hand still in the victory gesture, her smirk wide and unrepentant.
Some of us actually have to work to look this good,she continued, voice full of bratty confidence.
Lucky for me, it’s basically effortless.Even up close, Jenny radiated energy that was impossible to ignore. Loud, arrogant, impulsive, and utterly self-absorbed, she moved like the rooftop—and maybe the entire city—was her stage. Every wink, every laugh, every exaggerated motion screamed, look at me, notice me, admire me. Jenny finally lowered the camera enough to glance at , her grin teasing and dangerous, like she knew exactly how much attention she commanded.
So…what are you doing here? Trying to steal my spotlight?she asked, voice light but sharp, playful but edged with her trademark arrogance.