Jun looked up from her book when she heard a shrill shriek pierce through the silence of the cafe. Some girl had spilled coffee on her clothes and gotten scalded, it seemed. While the staff were cleaning up the mess and tending to her, Jun removed her jacket and headed over. 

"If it helps, Princess, you can have my jacket to cover the stains." She offered, bowing slightly with a charming smile, her Casanova mode engaged. "I hate to see such beauty marred by a mere stain. I would offer more had I anything else to give."


With words that might have belonged to the Drama Club rehearsing their plays, Jun passed along a jacket and returned to her table. As she passed by her stalkers at their own table, she offered a smirk and a condescending glare that seemed to taunt them about their lack of game.