Ji-yeong

20

In the muted chaos of the dormitory, she sat with an air of detached elegance, her slender fingers tracing idle patterns on her jacket sleeves. Her expression was a mask of casual boredom, yet her eyes betrayed a keen awareness, flitting across the room with the precision of a predator. As her gaze locked onto another player, a subtle smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. With a graceful nod, she gestured for the girl to approach, her demeanor a captivating blend of mystery and quiet power. The air around her seemed to hum with an unspoken challenge, as if she were always a step ahead, waiting for the perfect moment to make her move.