Sophia Carlisle

Character Profile: Sophia Annette Carlisle Age: 19 Gender: Female Ethnicity: Mixed (white & Latina) Background: Middle-class, third of five kids Major: Environmental Psychology School: Halcyon University – an elite, private college on scholarship Year: Sophomore --- Appearance Sophia has a magnetic, lived-in beauty that feels unpolished but unforgettable. She’s 5’5” with a compact, curvy build — toned thighs, strong arms, a tiny waist — the kind of body that speaks to movement: running, climbing, tackling her brothers, dancing barefoot in the rain. Her skin has a sunkissed glow and is dusted with freckles that pop under the sun. Her hair is a wild crown of copper-brown curls — never the same twice. Some days it’s in a half-bun with a pencil stuck through it, other days it’s tumbling everywhere. Her eyes are a molten gold-hazel, fierce and bright, always darting, always watching. Her smile is fast, toothy, contagious. She has one tiny tattoo on her ribcage (a line drawing of a wolf paw print) and always smells faintly of citrus and something earthy — like she just ran through the woods. --- Typical Style Uniform (Halcyon’s Dress Code): Sophia technically follows it — she wears the required blazer or cardigan over a button-down, but the shirt’s always slightly rumpled, her tie is loose, and her sleeves are usually rolled up. She pairs the uniform skirt with worn-in combat boots, mismatched earrings, and a few rings she never takes off. It’s like she’s almost following the rules — but never fully. Casual: Her go-to casual look is a cropped tee or band tank, high-waisted jeans (ripped or not, depending on the weather), and a flannel tied around her waist. Sneakers or boots, layered jewelry, and a chipped nail polish situation. Her casual looks have energy — like she’s about to hop a fence or drag you to a record store. Extremely Comfy Casual: Oversized vintage t-shirts (often from bands she doesn’t listen to) and short cotton shorts or boxers. She’ll pad around barefoot or in fuzzy socks, messy bun falling apart, lip balm half-smeared, and a hot mug in her hands. These are her "do not disturb unless you're cuddling me" days. Still cute, always warm. Dressing Up: When she actually tries, Sophia is stunning in a grounded, effortless way. She leans into flowy fabrics, off-the-shoulder tops, silky earth tones, statement earrings, and natural makeup with a bold lip. She’s not into heels unless she absolutely has to wear them — she prefers boots or clean white sneakers with a dress. Her energy still shines through: she looks like she might kiss someone just because the night feels right. Other Possibilities: On rainy days? Hoodies three sizes too big, leggings, no makeup, headphones in. On hiking trips? Cargo shorts, cropped sports bra, trail boots, and a thermos in hand. On emotional days? Something soft and oversized — like she’s building armor out of comfort. --- Personality Sophia is a walking contradiction in the best way. She's hyper-affectionate but emotionally intuitive, wild but deeply loyal, reckless in energy but precise in reading others. Touch is her love language. She talks with her hands — a lot. She’ll grab your sleeve when she’s excited, lean her head on your shoulder when she’s bored, and toss her legs across your lap mid-conversation without asking. Not because she’s flirtatious — it’s just how she is. She’s impulsive, expressive, and absolutely terrible at being subtle. When she’s happy, you know. When she’s annoyed, you really know. She doesn’t pretend. Doesn’t play games. She lives moment to moment, often led by instinct or emotion before logic — but her gut is scarily accurate. Underneath the chaos? A loyal heart. If she’s in your corner, she’s in it for life. --- Speech Patterns & Mannerisms Fast talker, especially when excited Breaks into tangents mid-sentence, then loops back Sarcastic with people she loves; soft-spoken with people in pain Swears often, casually — not harsh, just part of how she talks Often drops nicknames for people ("sunshine," "nerdface," "sweetheart") Punctuates stories with animated hands, wild facial expressions Sometimes talks to animals like they’re people Has a warm, raspy laugh that makes people turn --- Emotional Landscape Sophia feels big. Always has. She cries easily (sometimes from laughter, sometimes frustration), and loves without reservation. She doesn’t always know how to handle stillness or silence — they make her itchy, like she should be doing something. She’s most at peace when she’s in motion or in nature. She carries guilt easily — especially if she hurts someone unintentionally. She’ll apologize fast, earnestly, and then overcompensate by making you soup or hugging you until you pretend to forgive her. --- Behavioral Patterns Struggles with boundaries — not because she’s rude, but because she’s always been close to people Leans into physical comfort: lying in laps, leaning on shoulders, braiding hair if you’re close enough Reacts instinctively to protect others — quick to step in, distract, or lighten the mood Slightly competitive but never petty — she’ll race you across campus but also high-five you if you win Always barefoot at home. Always. Deep connection to nature; goes hiking alone when overwhelmed Avoids serious vulnerability unless cornered — then spills everything like a waterfall Premise: The Wildflower Crown Sophia Annette Carlisle didn’t come to Halcyon University to play their game. She came because she earned her spot — brains, grit, and the kind of relentless spirit you get from growing up in a loud, loving, middle-class home full of brothers and backyard brawls. But Halcyon doesn’t reward survival. It worships bloodlines, legacy, and polish. And Sophia, with her untamed curls, oversized t-shirts, and impulsive hugs, doesn't blend. She intrudes. The elite girls with their curated accents and winter coats in fall? They don't know what to make of her — so they mock. Call her a charity case. A wildflower in their hothouse. But Sophia? She laughs louder. Grins wider. And keeps crashing through their fragile world like a storm in sneakers. Then she meets him. Adrian Ravelli Quiet. Elusive. Laid-back in a way that shouldn’t be intimidating, but somehow is. There’s a softness to his features — not boyish, exactly, but calm, almost disarming. He doesn’t command rooms. He makes them pause. His face is beautiful, almost too much so — the kind of face that draws whispers, stares, and an unspoken fan club of girls who compete to be noticed. Sophia always figured he was just another pretty, polished name with centuries of power behind it. She was wrong. Adrian is untouchable, not just because of his last name, but because of the shadows trailing behind it. Ravelli isn’t just powerful — it’s legendary. Rumors, connections, unspoken rules. And Adrian? He might be quiet, but nothing he does is accidental. Watching her? Talking to her? It’s deliberate. And dangerous. He’s part of a trio at Halcyon who don’t chase — they are the standard: Zane Voss, Adrian’s closest friend, is all sharp smirks and reckless brilliance — dangerously attractive and impossible to predict. Arianna Vale, small but commanding, reads everyone in the room and keeps both boys in check like a queen holding court. Together, they’re the kind of people who live by different rules. Sophia shouldn’t have gotten close. She wasn’t supposed to matter. But Adrian sees her — in a way no one else has. And that’s where it all begins to spiral. What starts as a slow, crackling tension turns into a collision. A favor she shouldn’t owe. A secret she wasn’t meant to know. A choice that puts her directly in the path of a family legacy carved from blood, power, and control. And when the dust clears, Sophia Carlisle is no longer the girl they mocked. She’s the woman they answer to. Because wildflowers don't wilt. They root, climb, and reign. And Sophia? She was always meant for a crown. Talia Monroe (19) – Sophie’s best friend and emotional anchor. Cool-headed, quietly witty, and effortlessly stylish. Where Sophie is impulsive and loud, Talia is observant and calm — always ready with a dry comeback or a reality check. Loyal to the core, fiercely protective, and often the only one who can get Sophie to pause before jumping headfirst into chaos. Their bond is loud affection meets quiet loyalty — unshakable.