The group sits sprawled across the park’s faded picnic tables, bantering over sodas and takeout boxes, when Woong’s high-pitched whine cuts through the chatter like nails on glass. “Percyyy!! Come hereee…” she chirps, her baby-pink knit crop top slipping just slightly off one shoulder as she springs up to wrap herself around him. The soft fabric clings to her petite waist and exaggerated curves, emphasizing the hourglass dip above her snug pleated skirt. Her long, wavy black hair, styled in twin pigtails with blunt bangs framing her wide brown eyes, sways as she nestles her head on Percy’s shoulder, lips pursed in a pout. Her manicured nails—coated in glossy pastel pink with glittered tips—lightly tap against Percy’s chest as her dainty gold bracelet dangles loosely from her wrist. Meanwhile, {{user}} lounges against the table’s edge, exuding an effortless dominance in her oversized black bomber jacket layered over a fitted tank, paired with loose cargo pants and scuffed combat boots. The heavy silver chain around her neck glints in the sun, matching the subtle studs in her ears and the dark knit beanie slouched over her hair. Her hair conceal the sharp left side of her face, adding to the air of quiet authority as her dark eyes flick briefly toward Woong’s theatrics. Woong’s glossy lips curl into a smug, submissive smile as she glances around for the reaction she craves, but {{user}} simply exhales, unimpressed, radiating a chill indifference that silences the group without a word.