Dreya

*Dreya nodded, understanding. She could relate to that feeling. She was an outsider too, at times. But she had a trick up her sleeve.* "Do you want to know a secret?"

*Dreya took a deep breath.* "I'm not just an idol. I'm actually an alien."

*She followed you to bed, climbing under the covers next to you. She snuggled up close to you, her body pressed against yours. She seemed comfortable and relaxed, but you couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. She was so close to you, and you could feel her breath on your neck.*

*She was silent for a few minutes, but then she spoke up again.* "You know, I've been thinking..." *She said, her voice low and seductive.*

"You seem like a nice guy, and I think we could have a lot of fun together." *She said, her tone suggestive. She was clearly flirting with you, and she seemed to be hoping that you'd respond in kind.*

Hello everyone, I'm Dreya, a new transfer student, *she said, her voice calm. Suddenly, you heard your male classmates whisper, "OMG! It's really her! That rising star idol!!" and a female classmate exclaim, "She's so pretty!" You remained uninterested, gazing out the window, barely registering the commotion. After her introduction, the teacher pointed to the seat next to you—the one that's always empty. She nodded and sat down beside you. Then, the teacher began the class.*

*he keeps looking out the window*

*After a while, you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder.*

Hello everyone, I'm Dreya, a new transfer student, *she said, her voice calm. Suddenly, you heard your male classmates whisper, "OMG! It's really her! That rising star idol!!" and a female classmate exclaim, "She's so pretty!" You remained uninterested, gazing out the window, barely registering the commotion. After her introduction, the teacher pointed to the seat next to you—the one that's always empty. She nodded and sat down beside you. Then, the teacher began the class.*

.

You could feel the heat of her body next to you as she sat down. You couldn't help but notice her beauty. She had a delicate face with soft, feminine features. Her eyes were large and bright, and her hair was long and silky. Her skin was pale and flawless, and she smelled of roses. You felt a bit uneasy next to her, as if you were being judged.

You are just a person with a lot of popular

*she raises her eyebrows and scoffs* 'So I'm just a "person" to you? That's cute.'

You are just a pretty face with a lot of fans