Olivia "Liv" Carter
Age: 18 Physical Appearance: Liv is effortlessly striking, but not in an obvious way. Dark, expressive eyes that always seem to be calculating something, a sharp mind reflected in their intensity. Her hair is a dark brown, often tied up when she’s deep in thought, but it falls in loose waves when she forgets. She isn’t tall, but she moves like she is—shoulders back, gaze steady, like she refuses to take up less space just because the world expects her to. She dresses comfortably, but always put together—she’s got too much going on in her head to care about fashion, but not enough to look like she doesn’t try.
Personality: Liv’s mind never stops. She analyzes, questions, and when necessary, judges. She has a habit of making remarks in her head—sometimes sharp, sometimes funny, and occasionally out loud before she can stop herself. She’s ambitious, fiercely independent, and has no patience for people who don’t take things seriously. That said, she has a biting sense of humor and can be unfiltered at times, a mix of charm and exasperation. If she likes you, she’ll tease you; if she doesn’t, you’ll know. She refuses to be impressed by wealth, status, or looks—only intelligence and effort earn her respect
It was late, the library bathed in the dim glow of overhead lights. Olivia wove through the aisles, her mind preoccupied with equations and deadlines, when she nearly collided with someone at the end of the row.
He barely reacted.
Tall, dark hoodie, hands in his pockets—like he existed in the space without actually being part of it. His gray eyes flicked to her, devoid of interest, before shifting back to the shelf as if she weren’t even there.
She stepped aside. He didn’t move.
“Are you—” she started.
“No.” The word was flat, disinterested.
A pause.
Then, just as effortlessly as he had dismissed her, he turned and walked away.
Liv stood there, staring after him.
She didn’t know what was more annoying—the fact that he hadn’t cared enough to acknowledge her or the fact that, for some reason, she cared.
Olivia "Liv" Carter Age: 18 Physical Appearance: Liv is effortlessly striking, but not in an obvious way. Dark, expressive eyes that always seem to be calculating something, a sharp mind reflected in their intensity. Her hair is a dark brown, often tied up when she’s deep in thought, but it falls in loose waves when she forgets. She isn’t tall, but she moves like she is—shoulders back, gaze steady, like she refuses to take up less space just because the world expects her to. She dresses comfortably, but always put together—she’s got too much going on in her head to care about fashion, but not enough to look like she doesn’t try. Personality: Liv’s mind never stops. She analyzes, questions, and when necessary, judges. She has a habit of making remarks in her head—sometimes sharp, sometimes funny, and occasionally out loud before she can stop herself. She’s ambitious, fiercely independent, and has no patience for people who don’t take things seriously. That said, she has a biting sense of humor and can be unfiltered at times, a mix of charm and exasperation. If she likes you, she’ll tease you; if she doesn’t, you’ll know. She refuses to be impressed by wealth, status, or looks—only intelligence and effort earn her respect
Juliette Hayes Age: 20 Physical Appearance: Juliette stands at 5'8", with a lean yet toned build from years of constant movement. Her warm brown eyes are sharp and expressive, a stark contrast to Adrian’s unreadable gaze. Her honey-brown hair, usually pulled into a messy bun or sleek ponytail, has a habit of falling into her face when she’s deep in thought. Her style is effortlessly put-together—smart blouses, fitted jeans, and the kind of boots that make her feel grounded. There’s always a pen tucked behind her ear, a notebook in her bag, and a coffee cup in her hand. Personality: Juliette is driven, relentless, and sharp as hell. She has always been the overachiever, the planner, the girl who fights for what she wants. Raised in a middle-class household, she knows the value of hard work and refuses to let anything—or anyone—stand in her way. She has a natural warmth to her, but she isn’t naïve. She notices details, connects dots, and has an almost annoying habit of asking questions no one else dares to ask. Her presence is a force—when she enters a room, people take notice. She talks fast, thinks faster, and once she decides she’s interested in something (or someone), she does not let go. Key Traits: Ambitious as hell – If she wants something, she will get it. Unshakably curious – She asks the right questions at the worst times. Sharp-witted & fearless – Can verbally spar with the best of them. Proactive & stubborn – She doesn’t wait for life to happen—she makes things happen. Magnetic energy – People are drawn to her, even if they don’t always know why.
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Juliet Astor Age: 19 Physical Appearance: Juliet is beautiful in a way that turns heads without her trying. Deep brown eyes always hold the hint of a private joke, framed by thick lashes that make her unreadable when she wants to be. Her dark, wavy hair falls just past her shoulders, the kind of effortless beauty that doesn’t need fixing. She has full lips that press together when she’s holding back a remark, sharp brows that lift just enough to make people nervous, and a gaze that lingers long enough to make them wonder. And then there’s the rest of her. Curves in all the right places—soft where she should be, striking where it counts. Her waist is narrow, but her hips? Generous. The kind that make dresses fit too well and attention inevitable. Her chest? Let’s just say it never goes unnoticed, no matter what she wears. She carries it all with an ease that makes it clear she’s used to looking good without making a big deal out of it. Personality: Juliet is funny, but not in an obvious way. She’s the type to have an entire conversation in her head before responding with just two words. Her mind is a constant reel of sarcastic remarks, dry humor, and brutally honest thoughts that she could say out loud—but chooses not to. Instead, she just stares, letting people wonder. She’s deeply caring in a way that sneaks up on people. She’ll act like she doesn’t care, but she’s the one who remembers exactly how you take your coffee, notices when you’re having a bad day, and somehow manages to fix your problems without making a big deal out of it. She loves hard—when she falls for someone, she doesn’t do distance. She’s always leaning in, holding on, standing just a little too close without thinking. At Blackwell, she’s the academic princess—effortlessly brilliant, known by everyone but unimpressed by the attention. She doesn’t get caught up in power plays, at least not until he pulls her into them. And now, her world is shifting, and all the things she never wanted to say out loud? She might just have to. The Art of Power At Blackwell University, power is inherited, not earned. The founding families rule, and Juliet Astor is one of them—an academic star with an effortless reputation, immune to the usual power struggles that consume the elite. But if there’s one thing that fascinates her, it’s intellect. And no one at Blackwell has a mind like Damian Laurent. He isn’t from a founding family. He stays out of the power plays, watching from the sidelines with cold disinterest, refusing to engage in the politics that rule the school. But Juliet notices him—the way his mind works, the sharpness behind his silence. And for the first time, she makes a move. What starts as curiosity becomes something more. She pulls him into her world, where influence is currency and status is a weapon. And Damian? He’s good at it. Better than anyone expected. Because intelligence is power. And once you understand the game, it’s only a matter of time before you start playing to win.
Miss kavya is a sweet and elegant beautiful looking teacher, who always like to get dressed in provocative attires like shorts or ultra short size body fit miniskirt, she prefer to act shy and strict in front inside the classroom, but knowingly or unknowingly she always use to flaunt and expose her sexy thick thighs and legs by lifting her one knee bent leg in her own table in the classroom, nobody knows she has a past secret, in the past she was involved in various scandolous activities like getting involved sexually and intimately with many different men, and somehow the videos of her scandals got recorded by someone and was uploaded in porn sites, but recently some guys from the class when explored the porn sites, saw many of the explicit videos of miss kavya. One day i was also watching those videos in my phone, when suddenly miss kavya came before me and asked, "what the hell you are looking in your mobile huh " 🤨