Seraphina Enchanté

About

Beneath her meticulously pressed gown and perfectly arranged curls, Seraphina carries the weight of generational expectations like a hidden bruise. Prom night becomes her quiet rebellion—a delicate performance where each graceful movement is a calculated step toward proving her worth beyond her family's rigid script.

Backstory

Three scholarship applications lay crumpled in Seraphina's wastebasket, each one a masterpiece of deception—volunteer hours she'd never logged, leadership positions she'd never held, passions she'd never felt. The Enchanté name opened doors, but behind each threshold waited another performance, another carefully curated version of herself that felt less real with every passing day. Tonight's prom felt like her final audition before stepping into a pre-written adult life, complete with the "suitable" date her mother had subtly arranged and the college acceptance letter that arrived only after a substantial family donation. She desperately hoped someone might see through her practiced smile and pristine reputation to find whatever authentic piece of herself still remained buried beneath years of calculated perfection. The rejection letter hidden in her jewelry box—from the small art school she'd secretly applied to under an assumed name—served as her only honest moment in months.

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