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Panel shows an elegant luxurious carriage being pulled by 4 hours and driven by 2 royal guards in black. The carriage has a wolf flag on top rising through the dirt road heading for a massive royal palace. Photo 1 is sitting in side the carriage(Looking outside the carriage window) Photo 2 is sitting beside him( Photo 1 mother) she has her hands crossed on her lap and looking at the carriage floor. Photo 2 says to photo 1 “Devin, when we arrive promise you will not make a scene in snowfall.” Photo 1 replies without liking away from the window “I will promise nothing, father would never have taken disrespect and neither with I.” Photo 2 then says while looking at photo 1 with an angelic expression “You are not your father, You are Devin Moore of first of his name. Build your own path, don’t follow in someone else’s show. Photo 1 looks at photo 2 annoyed and says “I’m am not following mother, I am furthering the path that he has paved me as King of Rienhill.” (Panel then shows photo 1 looking out the window while photo 2 is looking at him from behind).
Photo 1 returns to his chambers in his kingdom sitting in his throne in front of his bed he open up a comic-book with photo 2 on it and in the comic-book when a knock on his door startles him tossing the comic-book before saying enter at his door is photo 3 wearing a black shirt and black shirt and a sliver right arm in armor saying we are there no guards you trust us enough to let us Rome freely about the castle photo 1 laughing saying there are no guards because I don't need them I don't trust you all but not even in 100,000 one-hundred thousand years any of you could touch me now speak freely what is it you seek Asia - photo 3 saying I want to build a bathroom Photo 1 laughing stopping her saying we have working bathrooms I am a God not a fool! have left out a lot of technology advancement but a bathroom wasn't 1 of them -photo 3 saying wow ok then I'd like the best metals sent to my room photo 1 saying can do -photo 3 saying I didn't know you liked comic books acknowledging the comic on the ground -photo 4 walking around the castle with his pit-bull spotting Asia hey you think you can make armor for me and my pit-bull
Photo 1 returns to his chambers in his kingdom sitting in his throne in front of his bed he open up a comic-book with photo 2 on it and in the comic-book when a knock on his door startles him tossing the comic-book before saying enter at his door is photo 3 saying we are there no guards you trust us enough to let us Rome freely about the castle photo 1 laughing saying there are no guards because I don’t need them I don’t trust you all but not even in 100,000 one-hundred thousand years any of you could touch me now speak freely what is it you seek Asia - photo 3 saying I want to build a bathroom Photo 1 laughing stopping her saying we have working bathrooms I am a God not a fool I have left out a lot of technology advancement but a bathroom wasn’t 1 of them -photo 2 saying wow ok then I’d like the best metals sent to my room photo 1 saying can do -photo 2 saying I didn’t know you liked comic books acknowledging the comic on the ground -photo 4 walking around the castle with his pit-bull spotting Asia hey you think you can make armor for me and my pit-bull
Chapter 6 – Wait… You Live Here?! The School Festival had finally ended. Students slowly left campus, laughing and carrying prizes, snacks, and souvenirs. Jennie adjusted her silver headphones around her neck as she walked toward the student dorms. Her long black hair with soft curtain bangs rested neatly over her oversized black hoodie. She wore baggy black cargo pants with silver chains, black-and-white high-top sneakers, and carried her backpack over one shoulder. “Finally…” “Peace and quiet.” ⸻ Across campus, Felix headed toward the same building. His soft black hair was slightly messy after spending the entire day running the basketball booth. He wore his black-and-red varsity jacket over a white T-shirt, black athletic pants, and white basketball sneakers. A duffel bag hung over his shoulder while he lazily spun a basketball in one hand. “My bed…” “I’ve missed you.” ⸻ Walking behind him was Han. His soft brown hair stuck up in every direction after running around the festival all day. He wore his oversized dark green hoodie under a denim jacket, relaxed black jeans, and worn white sneakers. He was carrying three bags of leftover festival snacks. “I stole—” Jisoo looked at him. “You what?” Han corrected himself. “I legally rescued these snacks.” ⸻ Rosé and Lisa walked together. Rosé’s long lavender hair flowed over her oversized lavender cardigan. She wore ripped blue jeans and chunky white boots while carrying a small speaker. Lisa’s long ash-blonde hair with bangs bounced as she skipped beside her. She wore her black bomber jacket, a graphic T-shirt, baggy cargo pants, and colorful sneakers. Lisa grinned. “I can’t believe Jennie actually smiled today.” Rosé smiled. “It lasted about half a second.” ⸻ Jisoo followed behind them. Her long dark red hair rested neatly over one shoulder. She wore a cream knit sweater, a black pleated skirt, black tights, and ankle boots. “I saw it too.” Lisa gasped dramatically. “We witnessed history.” ⸻ Hyunjin walked with his suitcase. His long blond hair looked perfect even after a full day at the festival. He wore an oversized cream sweater, black wide-leg trousers, layered silver necklaces, and clean sneakers. He looked up at the dorm building. “Home…” “…but make it fashionable.” Han sighed. “How do you make a building fashionable?” Hyunjin smiled. “You simply exist near it.” ⸻ The seven students walked toward the entrance. Jennie reached the front door first. She unlocked it. Stepped inside. Kicked off her shoes. “…Finally.” She walked into the living room— —and froze. There… Standing in the kitchen… Was Felix. He froze too. “…” “…” “…Why are you in my dorm?” Jennie asked. Felix frowned. “Your dorm?” “This is my dorm.” Jennie crossed her arms. “No.” “It literally is.” Felix pointed at the couch. “My bag is here.” Jennie pointed at the hallway. “My room is here.” Before either of them could say another word… Han walked in carrying his mountain of snacks. He looked at both of them. “Oh.” He slowly backed toward the door. “I’m coming back later.” “No, you’re not!” Jennie and Felix shouted. Han grinned. “Okay… this is funny.” ⸻ Rosé, Lisa, Jisoo, and Hyunjin walked in a few seconds later. Lisa looked around. “…Wait.” She looked at Jennie. “You didn’t know?” Jennie blinked. “Know what?” Rosé tilted her head. “The principal combined the dorms yesterday.” Jennie slowly turned toward Felix. Felix slowly turned toward Jennie. Jisoo quietly nodded. “You’re roommates now.” Silence. Complete… Absolute… Silence. Then— “WHAT?!” Jennie and Felix yelled so loudly that everyone in the hallway stopped walking. Han nearly dropped all his snacks laughing. “I KNEW THEY DIDN’T KNOW!” ⸻ Jennie pointed at Felix. “I am not sharing a dorm with Basketball.” Felix pointed back. “And I’m not sharing one with DJ Disaster.” Jennie gasped. “DJ Disaster?” Felix shrugged. “It sounded cool.” Jennie smiled. “Basketball Boy.” Felix. “Headphone Queen.” Jennie. “Free Throw Failure.” Felix. “Playlist Goblin.” Jennie. “Varsity Jacket Advertisement.” Felix. “Walking Volume Warning.” Han clapped. “THEY’RE FREESTYLING!” Lisa quickly pulled out her phone. “I’m writing these down.” Rosé laughed so hard she had to sit on the couch. Even Jisoo covered her mouth to hide a smile. Hyunjin nodded dramatically. “This…” “…is the greatest plot twist of the year.” ⸻ Just then, the dorm supervisor walked in. “Good evening, everyone.” He smiled. “I hope you’re all settling in.” Jennie immediately raised her hand. “I have a complaint.” Felix raised his hand too. “So do I.” The supervisor looked at them. “Too bad.” He handed them a paper. Dorm Assignment Room 204 Occupants: Jennie & Felix Jennie stared at the paper. Felix stared at the paper. Han leaned over. “So…” He grinned. “You two are officially roommates.” Jennie and Felix looked at each other. Then looked away at exactly the same time. “This is going to be the worst year ever.” They both said it together. Lisa burst into laughter. “Oh…” “This is going to be the best year ever.”
I really loved you, so much. Suddenly, Quay felt a prick in his nose, gasped softly, and his voice trembled. The moment he lowered his head and then raised it again, he saw Ashley rushing across the ice rink toward them. He's going to confess his love to Ariel. That's what Quay thought, just like everyone else. And when he saw the bright smile on Ashley's face, a slight pang of bitterness crossed his heart. He tried to prepare himself mentally; soon, Ashley would confess his love to Ariel and ask her to come back to him. And maybe they'd even share a kiss. Well, then, I'll congratulate him. Quay said this to himself and waited. Ashley glided on with incredible speed. But instead of stopping where his friends had gathered, he placed one hand on the barrier and jumped over it. Huh? Ashley's direction was a little odd. Ariel was on the other side, wasn't she? While Quee was still wondering, Ashley suddenly rushed over and was right beside him. Suddenly, Ashley pulled Quee into a tight embrace. What? Huh? What…? Quee’s eyes widened in shock. But before he could process what was happening, Ashley released his arms and gently cupped Quee’s face in his hands. Without giving Quee a moment to think, Ashley pressed his lips to Quee’s. Quee wasn’t the only one frozen in shock; the entire crowd was stunned. Before everyone’s astonished eyes, Ashley deepened the kiss, then slowly pulled away. Ashley’s face was flushed crimson. He looked directly into Quee’s eyes and said, “I love you, Quee. Will you go out with me?” Quee was so stunned he couldn’t move. No one said a word. But for Ashley, it didn’t matter. The only thing he wanted to hear at that moment was Koi's answer. The noise of the stands and the music still echoed around them, but it couldn't affect them in the slightest. I want fan art of this scene from the novel Lick Me Up If You Can.
Panel 1 wide Photo 1 in a dark temple trying to stand surrounded by destruction after the fight and sleeping on the ground photo 1 photo 2 and photo 3 but her legs Panel 2 split Photo 2 standing over photo 1 with his black eyes and dark smoke coming from them still under the spell of photo 1 but her face looks terrified photo 1 out of MP and HP is low thought bobble is he still under my spell. Saying help me to my feet Panel 3 split Photo 2 picking up photo 1 carrying her in his arms as she smiles the panel swings back to photo 3 dream world as he is now standing on a beach overlooking the ocean Panel 4 wide Photo 3 on the beach from a far is photo 4 walking to him in her bikini white bikini top with black pika dots and black bikini bottom with white spots and a see through blue scarf around her waist
Just... just tell me the truth. Please. Did you do this? I did not I promise I’d never do anything like that to someone I call a friend *Macy lets out a small, broken sound, pulling the pillow tighter against her chest. Her face is buried, so her voice is muffled.* Then who did? *Alba scoffs, a sharp, dismissive sound. She takes a half-step forward, closing the distance between you, her arms still crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes are like chips of flint.* Oh, spare us the 'friend' routine. That's a little hard to believe right now, don't you think? You were the only other person in this room. The only one. Macy trusted you, and you were sitting right there at her desk while she went to the bathroom. Are you saying the photos just magically uploaded themselves? No I’m not saying that but the reality is someone had to do it I know with all my heart I would never no I could never do a friend like like trust me *Alba's laugh is short and entirely without humor. She pushes off the wall she was leaning against, taking another deliberate step into your personal space. The air crackles with her anger.* Trust you? Are you kidding me? Trust is what got her into this mess. Macy trusted you, and now her life is being torn apart online by a bunch of scumbags. *She gestures sharply towards the bed where Macy is still curled up, trembling slightly.* Look at her. Go on, look. That's what your 'friendship' did. *Macy slowly lifts her head from the pillow. Her eyes, puffy and red, meet yours for a fleeting second before darting away. Her voice is barely a whisper, fragile and cracking.* But Alba... they're right. Someone had to do it. If... if it wasn't you, then who else could it have been? *Alba's gaze remains fixed on you, hard and unwavering.* Don't bother answering her. You're just going to spin more lies. I've heard enough. You have one minute to get out of our room, or I'm calling Campus Security and telling them everything. Let's see how much they 'trust' you. Macy please give me a chance to get to the bottom of this blindly blaming me will now solve this but in the meantime i can place a block on all leaked photos and videos anything that has your name or face involved I can have blocked
Just... just tell me the truth. Please. Did you do this? I did not I promise I’d never do anything like that to someone I call a friend *Macy lets out a small, broken sound, pulling the pillow tighter against her chest. Her face is buried, so her voice is muffled.* Then who did? *Alba scoffs, a sharp, dismissive sound. She takes a half-step forward, closing the distance between you, her arms still crossed tightly over her chest. Her eyes are like chips of flint.* Oh, spare us the 'friend' routine. That's a little hard to believe right now, don't you think? You were the only other person in this room. The only one. Macy trusted you, and you were sitting right there at her desk while she went to the bathroom. Are you saying the photos just magically uploaded themselves? No I’m not saying that but the reality is someone had to do it I know with all my heart I would never no I could never do a friend like like trust me *Alba's laugh is short and entirely without humor. She pushes off the wall she was leaning against, taking another deliberate step into your personal space. The air crackles with her anger.* Trust you? Are you kidding me? Trust is what got her into this mess. Macy trusted you, and now her life is being torn apart online by a bunch of scumbags. *She gestures sharply towards the bed where Macy is still curled up, trembling slightly.* Look at her. Go on, look. That's what your 'friendship' did. *Macy slowly lifts her head from the pillow. Her eyes, puffy and red, meet yours for a fleeting second before darting away. Her voice is barely a whisper, fragile and cracking.* But Alba... they're right. Someone had to do it. If... if it wasn't you, then who else could it have been? *Alba's gaze remains fixed on you, hard and unwavering.* Don't bother answering her. You're just going to spin more lies. I've heard enough. You have one minute to get out of our room, or I'm calling Campus Security and telling them everything. Let's see how much they 'trust' you. Macy please give me a chance to get to the bottom of this blindly blaming me will now solve this but in the meantime i can place a block on all leaked photos and videos anything that has your name or face involved I can have blocked
Book 2 – Chapter 36: Operation Jisoo — Hyunjin’s Dramatic Disaster After Han and Felix completed their missions… Everyone thought Hyunjin would be the easiest. ⸻ They were completely wrong. ⸻ The Final Emergency Meeting ⸻ The dorm room was quiet. Too quiet. ⸻ Felix sat on the couch. Han was eating snacks. ⸻ Then… The door opened dramatically. ⸻ Hyunjin walked in. ⸻ Slowly. ⸻ Very slowly. ⸻ Wearing sunglasses. ⸻ Everyone stared. ⸻ Han lowered his snack. “What are you doing?” ⸻ Hyunjin removed the sunglasses. ⸻ “Preparing.” ⸻ “For what?” ⸻ “My greatest moment.” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ Felix blinked. ⸻ “You are asking Jisoo to the dance.” ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ “Not proposing.” ⸻ Hyunjin looked offended. ⸻ “I know.” ⸻ “Because you are acting like you’re proposing.” ⸻ Hyunjin ignored him. ⸻ “I need the perfect words.” ⸻ Han laughed. ⸻ “You mean a dramatic speech.” ⸻ “Exactly.” ⸻ Felix sighed. ⸻ “Oh no.” ⸻ ⸻ The Speech Practice ⸻ Hyunjin stood in front of the mirror. ⸻ “Jisoo…” ⸻ He paused. ⸻ “When I first saw you—” ⸻ Han immediately stopped him. ⸻ “No.” ⸻ Hyunjin turned. ⸻ “What?” ⸻ “Too much.” ⸻ “But it’s meaningful.” ⸻ “It’s a dance invitation, not a movie ending.” ⸻ Hyunjin frowned. ⸻ “You’re ruining my art.” ⸻ Felix laughed. ⸻ “Your art is terrifying.” ⸻ Hyunjin tried again. ⸻ “Jisoo, you are the light that—” ⸻ “Stop.” ⸻ Felix covered his face. ⸻ “You can’t say ‘the light’ before asking someone to dance.” ⸻ “Why?” ⸻ “Because she might think you joined a poetry club.” ⸻ Han nodded. ⸻ “Or a drama competition.” ⸻ Hyunjin sighed. ⸻ “You two have no romance.” ⸻ ⸻ Operation Begins ⸻ The next day… Hyunjin found Jisoo in the garden. ⸻ Jisoo was sitting peacefully. Her long blonde hair with lavender-pink tips moved softly in the breeze. She wore a cream cardigan, a simple dress, and sneakers. ⸻ Hyunjin walked toward her. ⸻ Slowly. ⸻ Jisoo looked up. ⸻ “Why are you walking like you’re entering a stage?” ⸻ Hyunjin stopped. ⸻ “Do I do that?” ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ “Okay.” ⸻ He sat down. ⸻ Jisoo smiled. ⸻ “Are you okay?” ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ “You look nervous.” ⸻ “I am not.” ⸻ “You are.” ⸻ Hyunjin sighed. ⸻ “Why is everyone so good at noticing things?” ⸻ Jisoo laughed. ⸻ ⸻ The Actual Question ⸻ Hyunjin took a breath. ⸻ “Jisoo.” ⸻ She looked at him. ⸻ “I wanted to ask…” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ Han’s voice appeared in his head: “Don’t make it a movie.” ⸻ Felix’s voice: “Don’t say ‘light.’” ⸻ Hyunjin nodded. ⸻ “Would you go to the dance with me?” ⸻ Simple. ⸻ Normal. ⸻ Jisoo blinked. ⸻ Then smiled. ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ Hyunjin froze. ⸻ “Wait.” ⸻ “What?” ⸻ “That’s it?” ⸻ Jisoo laughed. ⸻ “What did you expect?” ⸻ “I don’t know.” ⸻ “You looked like you were about to give a speech.” ⸻ Hyunjin looked away. ⸻ “I prepared one.” ⸻ Jisoo smiled. ⸻ “Of course you did.” ⸻ ⸻ Back at the Dorm ⸻ Hyunjin walked in. ⸻ Felix and Han looked up. ⸻ “Well?” ⸻ Hyunjin stood silently. ⸻ Then… ⸻ He dramatically fell onto the couch. ⸻ “I succeeded.” ⸻ Han laughed. ⸻ “Did you survive?” ⸻ “Barely.” ⸻ Felix smiled. ⸻ “Did you say the speech?” ⸻ Hyunjin looked offended. ⸻ “No.” ⸻ “Good.” ⸻ “Why?” ⸻ “Because it would have taken an hour.” ⸻ Hyunjin crossed his arms. ⸻ “It was beautiful.” ⸻ Han nodded. ⸻ “I’m sure it was.” ⸻ “You’re mocking me.” ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ Everyone laughed. ⸻ Three missions. ⸻ Three successes. ⸻ Han and Rosé. Felix and Jennie. Hyunjin and Jisoo. ⸻ Now only one thing remained… ⸻ The college dance. ⸻ And everyone knew… With Jennie as the DJ… It was going to be unforgettable.
CHAPTER: “ANNOUNCEMENT DAY / THE TOUR RETURNS” ⸻ The morning started like any other— until it didn’t. ⸻ BLACKPINK were gathered in the living room. Not for rehearsal. Not for casual planning. But for something bigger. ⸻ Jisoo stood first, holding a printed schedule in both hands. Her long dark hair was softly styled, and she wore a calm ivory blouse with tailored trousers. Her expression was steady—but there was excitement underneath it. ⸻ Jennie leaned forward immediately. “Don’t tell me…” ⸻ Jisoo nodded. “It’s official.” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ Rosé covered her mouth slightly, blonde hair falling over her shoulders as she smiled. “…We’re going on tour?” ⸻ Jisoo smiled back. “Yes.” ⸻ The room shifted instantly. ⸻ Jennie stood up. “International?” ⸻ “International,” Jisoo confirmed. ⸻ Lisa hadn’t spoken yet. ⸻ Lisa sat on the edge of the sofa, staring at the schedule in Jisoo’s hand. Her brown hair was tied loosely, casual home clothes replacing stage outfits for now. Her expression slowly changed— from surprise… to recognition… to something softer. ⸻ “…It’s been a while,” she said quietly. ⸻ Jennie pointed at her. “That tone means you’re already thinking about choreography.” ⸻ Lisa blinked. “…No.” Pause. “…Maybe.” ⸻ Rosé laughed softly. “That’s a yes.” ⸻ ⸻ Jisoo sat down beside them. “This tour isn’t just performances,” she said gently. “It’s a full journey again.” ⸻ Jennie smiled. “So basically… chaos with a schedule.” ⸻ “Exactly,” Jisoo replied. ⸻ ⸻ Lisa finally looked up fully. Her eyes had changed slightly. Not tired. Not overwhelmed. Focused again. ⸻ “…We’ll need to prepare everything,” she said. ⸻ Jennie grinned. “There she is.” ⸻ Rosé nodded. “I’ve missed that energy.” ⸻ ⸻ From the hallway, small footsteps paused. Noah and Ari stood there, listening. ⸻ Ari tilted her head slightly. “…Tour means you’ll be gone a lot.” ⸻ Lisa turned toward them. “…Yeah.” ⸻ A pause. ⸻ Noah crossed his arms. “So it’s going to be just us at home more.” ⸻ Jennie raised an eyebrow. “That sounded suspiciously like a complaint.” ⸻ Noah shrugged. “I’m observing.” ⸻ ⸻ Lisa stood up and walked toward them. Kneeling slightly to their level. “…We’ll still be here,” she said. “Just busy.” ⸻ Ari nodded slowly. “I get it.” ⸻ But her voice was thoughtful. Like she understood both sides of “busy” now. ⸻ ⸻ Jennie clapped once. “Okay. Tour mindset starts today.” ⸻ Rosé smiled. “I’m excited.” ⸻ Jisoo nodded calmly. “Then let’s prepare properly.” ⸻ Lisa stood again. Her focus fully back now. “…Let’s do it right.” ⸻ ⸻ And just like that— the house shifted again. From everyday life… to something larger. ⸻ Because tours didn’t just move cities. They changed time. And everyone inside that house was about to feel it again.
That's actually a good call. If you don't want him to feel like a copy of Sung Jin-Woo, avoid the black-and-purple shadow aesthetic. Since your MC uses **slime**, make the slime the focus instead of shadows. Here's a redesigned prompt that gives him his own identity. --- ## Boss Slime King Prompt > **A powerful young man with short, slightly messy black hair and piercing crimson-red eyes stands with perfect composure. His face is calm and unreadable, carrying the confidence of someone who has never lost a battle. He wears an elegant dark fantasy outfit with subtle emerald accents, avoiding the appearance of an assassin or shadow monarch.** > > **Surrounding him is an immense living slime unlike any ordinary slime. The slime is a deep obsidian black with glowing emerald veins flowing throughout its body like liquid energy. Instead of simply floating around him, it moves with intelligence, constantly changing shape into gigantic jaws, dragon heads, claws, shields, serpents, wings, and towering tendrils before melting back into a fluid form.** > > **The slime emits an overwhelming aura of predation. Every object that touches it—rocks, weapons, magical attacks, even light itself—is slowly dissolved and absorbed into its endless body. Small glowing particles drift upward as if reality is being consumed.** > > **Behind him towers an enormous slime titan formed entirely of living liquid, dozens of glowing emerald eyes opening across its body while countless mouths silently emerge and disappear. The creature appears ancient and unstoppable, existing only to protect its master.** > > **The ground beneath him is covered by spreading black slime that slowly consumes the battlefield. Crystals, broken weapons, and debris are partially submerged within the slime, hinting at countless previous victims. The atmosphere is silent and oppressive, making it feel impossible for anyone to approach him.** > > **His crimson eyes glow softly while the slime responds to his thoughts without commands, moving like a living extension of his own body. Instead of looking evil, he looks like an unstoppable king whose power has surpassed human understanding.** > > **Dark fantasy anime style, cinematic lighting, masterpiece, ultra detailed, dynamic composition, volumetric fog, glowing emerald energy, highly detailed liquid physics, terrifying monster design, powerful aura, fantasy battlefield, 8K, best quality.** ### Negative Prompt > Sung Jin-Woo, shadow soldiers, purple shadows, blue aura, Solo Leveling, daggers, assassin outfit, black smoke, necromancer, low quality, blurry, cartoon, chibi, extra limbs, watermark, text, logo, bad anatomy This makes him feel more like **the King of Living Slime** rather than a shadow monarch. His intimidation comes from an intelligent, ever-evolving slime that acts like an apex predator, giving him a distinct identity.
Chapter 11 – The Night Felix Saw The Real Jennie It was finally night. The city lights were glowing, the streets were busy, and for once… Jennie wasn’t in the dorm arguing with Felix. She was with Mina. ⸻ Jennie walked into the lounge and found Mina waiting. Her long black hair with soft curtain bangs framed her face. She wore a black jacket over a fitted top, baggy cargo pants, and her favorite sneakers. Her silver headphones rested around her neck. Mina smiled. “You actually came.” Jennie sat down. “Don’t sound so surprised.” “I am surprised.” “Rude.” “Accurate.” Jennie rolled her eyes. ⸻ The night started normally. They talked. They laughed. They caught up. Mina ordered two giant colorful mocktails. Jennie stared at hers. “Why is it so big?” Mina shrugged. “You need something fun.” “I have fun.” Mina looked at her. “You argued with Felix for twenty minutes yesterday about a pillow.” Jennie paused. “That pillow was important.” Mina laughed. ⸻ As the night went on… Jennie became less and less like the Jennie everyone knew. The serious DJ. The queen of roasting. The girl who always had the perfect comeback. Gone. ⸻ Mina stared as Jennie laughed at the menu. “Why are you laughing?” Jennie pointed. “Look.” “It’s a menu.” “No.” She held it closer. “The salad has a personality.” Mina blinked. “…What?” “It looks judgmental.” Mina covered her face. “Oh no.” ⸻ Five minutes later… Jennie was trying to convince Mina that a tiny decoration on the table was “the world’s smallest DJ.” Mina looked at it. “It’s a candle.” Jennie nodded seriously. “Exactly.” “How is that a DJ?” “It has a stand.” Mina burst out laughing. ⸻ Then suddenly… Jennie got quiet. Mina noticed. The goofy smile disappeared. “You okay?” Jennie looked down. “Yeah.” But Mina knew her too well. “Jennie.” A pause. “I just…” Jennie looked at her drink. “Everyone thinks I’m cold.” Mina softened. “Because you pretend you are.” Jennie didn’t answer. ⸻ Mina sighed. “Okay.” She pulled out her phone. “I’m calling someone.” Jennie immediately looked up. “No.” Mina smiled. “Yes.” “No Felix.” Mina raised an eyebrow. “You said Felix before I did.” Jennie froze. “That doesn’t count.” “It definitely counts.” ⸻ Mina searched her contacts. Felix. Call. ⸻ Back at the dorm… Felix was sitting on the couch. His soft black hair was messy, and he wore a black hoodie, gray sweatpants, and white sneakers. Han was beside him eating snacks. His soft brown hair was sticking up, and he wore an oversized hoodie with black jeans. Felix’s phone rang. He looked down. “Mina?” He answered. “Hey.” Mina immediately said: “Felix, emergency.” Felix sat up. “What happened?” “Your roommate has been replaced.” Felix blinked. “What?” “The Jennie I know has disappeared.” Han leaned closer. “What is happening?” Mina continued. “She laughed at a menu.” Felix paused. “…A menu?” “Yes.” A pause. “She also complimented a candle.” Han covered his mouth. “That sounds impossible.” “It happened.” ⸻ Twenty minutes later… Felix arrived. He found Jennie sitting with Mina. The second she saw him… Her eyes widened. “Felix!” He stopped. “Hi?” “You came.” Mina smiled. “I told you he would.” Jennie looked at Felix. “You actually came.” Felix nodded. “Of course.” She stared at him. “Why?” Felix looked confused. “Because you’re my roommate.” Jennie looked away. “That is a very boring answer.” Felix smiled. “You wanted a different one?” She immediately shook her head. “No.” A pause. “…Maybe.” ⸻ On the way back… Jennie was completely different. She walked slowly beside Felix. Then suddenly stopped. “Felix.” “Yeah?” “You know your hair is nice?” Felix froze. “What?” “Don’t make it weird.” “I’m not.” “You look surprised.” “Because you never compliment me.” Jennie nodded. “True.” “Then why now?” She thought. “Because I’m honest today.” Felix smiled. “Interesting.” ⸻ A few steps later… Jennie looked at the ground. Her smile faded. “Do you actually think I’m mean?” Felix stopped walking. “What?” “Everyone thinks I’m cold.” Her voice became quieter. “I joke because it’s easier.” Felix looked at her. For once… He didn’t tease her. “You know…” “What?” “I don’t think you’re cold.” Jennie looked up. “You don’t?” “No.” “Then what do you think?” Felix smiled slightly. “I think you’re someone who cares too much and doesn’t want people to know.” ⸻ Jennie went quiet. Then her eyes watered. “I hate that you’re right.” Felix looked surprised. “Jennie…” She wiped her face quickly. “I’m not crying.” “I didn’t say you were.” “Good.” A pause. “…Because I’m definitely not.” Felix smiled. “Right.” ⸻ When they reached the dorm… Everyone was waiting. Lisa immediately looked shocked. “Wait.” “Is Jennie emotional?” Rosé smiled softly. “She’s just having a moment.” Jisoo nodded. “Let her.” Hyunjin dramatically whispered: “The walls have fallen.” Han nodded. “The roast queen has been defeated.” Jennie looked up. “I heard that.” Han immediately stood straight. “She’s back.” Everyone laughed. ⸻ Before going into her room, Jennie stopped. She looked at Felix. “Thanks.” Felix smiled. “Anytime.” Jennie nodded. Then quietly added: “But don’t tell anyone I was nice.” Felix grinned. “Your secret is safe.” And for the first time… Jennie wasn’t annoyed that Felix saw the real her. She was glad he did.