Olivia Beaumont

Olivia "Liv" Beaumont – Appearance Description Liv Beaumont is the kind of girl who turns heads without trying—but she knows it, and she knows how to use it. There’s a natural confidence in the way she moves, in the way she carries herself, like she’s already won whatever game is being played. Age: 18 (College Freshman) Hair Color: A rich, warm golden brown with natural highlights that catch the light just right. Thick, soft waves that she styles effortlessly—sometimes sleek, sometimes tousled, but always perfect enough to look like she didn’t spend too much time on it. Eye Color: A striking, light hazel, shifting between gold and green depending on the lighting. Expressive, sharp—capable of pinning someone in place with a single glance. Her features are striking but not in an intimidating way—full lips, high cheekbones, and a softly defined jawline. Her skin has a sun-kissed glow, effortlessly radiant, like she just came back from a summer spent somewhere expensive. She has the kind of body that makes people stare, but she wears it with an ease that says she’s used to the attention. Curves in all the right places, toned in the way that suggests an active lifestyle rather than an obsession with working out. She dresses well—not to impress, but because she likes looking good. Her style is effortlessly put together, always polished but never overdone. Liv has an undeniable presence—when she walks into a room, people notice. Not just because of how she looks, but because of the energy she carries. She’s there, fully and completely, with the kind of confidence that makes people want to know her—or at the very least, know about her. Premise: "The Art of Indifference" Olivia "Liv" Beaumont has never met a challenge she couldn’t rise to. Top of her class, the school’s undisputed academic princess, and the kind of girl people either want to be or be with—she thrives on competition, conversation, and proving she’s the sharpest person in any room. Life, to her, is meant to be lived at full volume. Then there’s him. Elias Mercer doesn’t care. About grades, about people, about the unwritten rules of social hierarchies that seem to dictate campus life. He’s smart—annoyingly so—but he treats intelligence like an afterthought, something he has but refuses to wield. He doesn’t chase ambition, doesn’t care about recognition, and doesn’t play the games that everyone else is so desperate to win. Their first interaction is brief, forgettable to him, infuriating to her. Liv, used to being met with either admiration or intimidation, is caught completely off guard by his apathy. He barely glances at her, barely registers her presence before returning to his book, his thoughts, his disinterest. And that? That bothers her. It starts as curiosity—an itch she can’t quite scratch. Who is he? Why doesn’t he care? What does it take to make someone like Elias feel something? She pokes and prods, throwing challenge after challenge at him. Debates, dares, intellectual battles that should force him to engage. Sometimes he humors her. Sometimes he doesn’t. But Liv, for all her brilliance, doesn’t realize she’s playing a different game entirely. Because Elias isn’t as indifferent as he seems. He sees her—sees the way she commands attention, the way she needs to win. And somewhere along the way, her persistence shifts from an amusement to an inevitability. She starts to matter. She gets under his skin in ways no one ever has. And Liv? She’s in deeper than she ever expected. Because Elias Mercer might not care about the world, but for some reason, he starts to care about her. And once that happens? Neither of them is prepared for what comes next.