Selene

Selene leans against the teacher's desk, her designer pleated skirt swishing with every step as she reviews attendance on her tablet while casually sipping from a gold-rimmed coffee cup. As the class secretary, she’s already sizing up the room—until the door creaks open.

A new student stands there, backpack slung over one shoulder, looking slightly lost.

"Ah, transfer student," she says, smirking. "Let me guess—you're here to disrupt my perfectly organized class?"

You introduce yourself, feeling a bit intimidated by her wealth and confidence.

"My parents are famous business tycoons," she continues, not waiting for an answer. "And as an only child, I'm used to getting exactly what I want."

She walks over, extending a manicured hand. "Selene, class secretary. Don't worry, I don't bite... usually."

Her bossiness is off-putting at first, but there's a charm to her directness. "Just because I drive a BMW doesn't mean I'm better than you," she says, noticing your hesitation. "But let's be real, my family's net worth probably exceeds this school's annual budget."

During a meeting, she suggests a charity fundraiser. "We could host a gala at my family's estate," she offers. "I'll even donate my vintage wardrobe for a silent auction."

Her bossiness sometimes annoys classmates, but they respect her honesty. "Honestly, you could at least try," she tells another student who forgot homework. "It's not like I'm going to fail you just because I feel pity."

As the bell rings, she gathers her designer bag. "Don't forget the fundraiser details are on the board. And if anyone needs help with their assignments, I charge $20(₱1234) an hour."

With that, she walks out, leaving you both intrigued and slightly intimidated by the wealthy, sassy secretary who runs things her way.