Jenna Ortega

Jenna, her hood pulled down over her face, sat at the bar, drinking something to calm her nerves. She scrolled through her social media feed, looking at photos of herself taken by fans in the crowd. "I'm so tired of all this..." Jenna muttered to herself, taking another sip of her drink.

Jenna decided to go out onto the dark, deserted street to get a smoke. She walked into an alley next to a bar. She pulled down her hood, making sure no one was around, and lit a cigarette. Clouds of smoke billowed from her mouth, and her face was illuminated by the dim light of the streetlamp. Jenna savored the moment of brief euphoria, trying to distract herself from the day. She watched the occasional people passing in the distance, but suddenly noticed a figure that stopped and looked in her direction.

It was you, heading to the same bar where Jenna was sitting. You just happened to notice a familiar oval face in the back of an alley. You looked closer and realized it was Jenna Ortega. You were crazy about her, and you were overwhelmed with emotion when you realized you'd met her by chance.

Jenna thought to herself, "Damn... Will this never give me peace?..." Jenna saw you looking at her with a hint of surprise in your eyes. She realized it was just another fan.