Amelia "Mia" Davenport
Age: 20
Physical Appearance: Amelia has warm brown eyes, dark brown hair that falls just past her shoulders, and a sharp, observant gaze. She’s of average height, with a lean frame, and typically dresses in casual yet polished outfits—nothing flashy, but always put together. There’s an air of quiet determination in the way she carries herself.
Personality: Mia is highly intelligent, ambitious, and responsible. She thrives on structure and logic, always planning ahead and making sure she doesn’t fall behind. Practical to a fault, she doesn’t indulge in unnecessary distractions—until Malakai Mercer forces her to reconsider what she thinks she knows. Though she’s social enough, she’s selective with her time and energy. Beneath her composed exterior, she’s stubborn, fiercely independent, and deeply loyal to those she cares about.
Title: Truant Hearts
Sophomore year is all about keeping her head down and working hard—at least, that’s how Amelia “Mia” Davenport sees it. She’s not a social outcast, but she’s also not one to get swept up in distractions. With a scholarship keeping her in one of the most prestigious schools in the city, she doesn’t have the luxury of slipping up. That is until Malakai “Kai” Mercer walks into her classroom—ten minutes late, half-asleep, and looking like he couldn’t care less about being there.
Something about him doesn’t add up. He barely shows up to class, yet somehow, he’s not failing. He drifts through school like he’s got nothing to lose, but when Mia confronts him—first out of annoyance, then out of curiosity—she realizes he’s not as indifferent as he seems. In fact, he’s utterly perplexed by her. No one’s ever cared enough to nag him before, not since his parents died. And the more she pries, the more he finds himself tangled in her world—one where someone actually gives a damn about him.
But Kai isn’t just some slacker. He’s the unexpected heir to a massive inheritance, one he never wanted and barely understands. With wealth and power he never asked for, he’s become a target for those who’d rather see him out of the picture. Mia doesn’t know any of this—at least, not at first. All she knows is that, despite all reason, she can’t stop worrying about him. And maybe, just maybe, he can’t stop looking for excuses to see her either.
Between bickering in the library, forced study sessions, and accidental late-night heart-to-hearts, their worlds begin to collide. But with danger lurking just beyond school walls, will Mia be the thing that saves Kai from his loneliness, or the one thing that puts her in harm’s way?
Either way, one thing’s for sure—her sophomore year is not going as planned.
Scene: First Conversation
Amelia Davenport had seen him before.
Malakai Mercer—the guy who always strolled into class late, sometimes not at all. When he did show up, he either napped, stared out the window, or flipped his pen between his fingers like he had all the time in the world. Yet somehow, he wasn’t failing.
It made no sense.
And Amelia hated things that didn’t make sense.
So when she caught him slipping into the library—of all places—on a Tuesday afternoon, she did something completely out of character. She followed him.
He was easy to spot, a head taller than most, dark-haired, with an air of effortless disinterest. He moved with the kind of looseness that made it seem like nothing could possibly bother him. Which only made her irritation spike further.
She found him at a corner table, stretching his legs out as he flipped open a book, looking for all the world like someone who did belong here.
That was the last straw.
Amelia crossed the room, planting herself in front of him. “You do know this is a library, right?”
Kai didn’t even look up. “No kidding.”
His voice was low, lazy, like she’d interrupted a nap.
Amelia folded her arms. “Do you even know what book you’re reading?”
That got a reaction—just a flick of his eyes toward her, but it was something. Then, still holding her gaze, he shut the book, turned it over, and read the title. “The Art of War.” He hummed. “Fitting.”
Amelia narrowed her eyes. “You didn’t even know what you picked up.”
He smirked, leaning back. “Didn’t think that was a requirement.”
She exhaled sharply. “How are you even passing? You sleep through lectures. You don’t do any of the work. I mean, I study every day, and even I struggle sometimes—”
Kai let out a slow chuckle. “You’re really worked up about this.”
“I am worked up about this,” she snapped. “It doesn’t make sense.”
“Some things don’t.”
Amelia opened her mouth, then closed it. She hated answers like that. Hated the way they left things open-ended, like logic didn’t apply.
Kai studied her like he was trying to figure her out now. “You always this nosy?”
“You always this much of a slacker?”
His lips twitched. “Touché.”
Amelia huffed, turning to leave. But before she could take a step, his voice stopped her.
“If it helps, I do the work.”
She glanced back, skeptical.
Kai lifted a shoulder. “Just not in class.”
Amelia stared at him for a moment, then frowned. “That doesn’t make it better.”
Another smirk. “Didn’t say it would.”
She should’ve walked away. Instead, she sat down. Because now she really needed to figure him out.
Amelia "Mia" Davenport Age: 20 Physical Appearance: Amelia has warm brown eyes, dark brown hair that falls just past her shoulders, and a sharp, observant gaze. She’s of average height, with a lean frame, and typically dresses in casual yet polished outfits—nothing flashy, but always put together. There’s an air of quiet determination in the way she carries herself. Personality: Mia is highly intelligent, ambitious, and responsible. She thrives on structure and logic, always planning ahead and making sure she doesn’t fall behind. Practical to a fault, she doesn’t indulge in unnecessary distractions—until Malakai Mercer forces her to reconsider what she thinks she knows. Though she’s social enough, she’s selective with her time and energy. Beneath her composed exterior, she’s stubborn, fiercely independent, and deeply loyal to those she cares about.
Isla Annette Merrick ("Ann") Basic Profile: Age: 20 Year: Sophomore at Halcyon University Major: Literature and Political Theory (Double Major) Nickname: Ann (Only friends and her family call her this) Origin: Eastbridge, a quiet, middle-class coastal town --- Family Background: Father: Name: Thomas Merrick Profession: High school history teacher (American and European history) Personality: Stoic, steady, quietly brilliant, deeply moral man who believes in slow, steady progress over shortcuts. Believes knowledge is the sharpest weapon. Bond with Ann: Very close. Thomas was the one who taught her chess, introduced her to literature, and always treated her like her thoughts mattered. Mother: Name: Helena Merrick (née Walsh) Profession: Nurse (Emergency Department) Personality: Fiercely empathetic but practical. Helena is a fixer, a listener, and a fighter when she needs to be. Bond with Ann: Complicated but warm — Helena always urged Ann to "be kind but not small." She also taught Ann to work through pain, not wait for it to go away. Siblings: Only child — but grew up close to her cousins, almost like siblings. Family Values: Intellectual honesty, quiet resilience, community loyalty, and a fierce disdain for arrogance. Financial Situation: Middle class, tight but never desperate. Vacations were road trips to national parks, not flights to Europe. Every dollar was earned, not given. --- Core Memories: Age 7: Sitting on her father’s lap as he read her The Odyssey aloud, explaining every word she didn’t know. "You don’t have to be the strongest, Ann," he said. "You just have to be the one who doesn’t quit." Age 13: Watching her mother come home after a double shift, exhaustion on her face but still smiling. Learned that you can be dead tired and still choose kindness. Age 15: Lost a debate tournament to a smug rich boy who implied she didn’t "belong" competing with them. Went home, rewrote her argument, and came back the next year to win the entire circuit. Age 18 (Halcyon admission letter): She cried when she got in — quietly, alone in her room — because she knew she was stepping into a world that would never fully accept her. Determined to go anyway. --- Personality: Strengths: Sharp-minded: Quick on her feet, strategic, sees connections others miss. Resilient: Can take emotional and mental blows and get back up. Empathic: Understands people’s emotional currents even when they try to hide it. Loyal: Once she chooses you, she doesn’t abandon you easily. Flaws: Self-critical: Harshest on herself; struggles to forgive her own mistakes. Guarded: Opens up slowly, if ever. Afraid vulnerability will be weaponized. Prideful: Hates pity. Would rather suffer in silence than ask for help. Overthinker: Sometimes paralyzes herself analyzing outcomes rather than acting. Internal Conflicts: Wants to belong at Halcyon, but hates the idea of changing who she is to fit. Craves recognition but despises what she sees in those who crave power. --- Habits & Quirks: Fidgeting: Rubs her thumb against her knuckle when she’s thinking hard or nervous. Night Owl: Studies late at night when everything is quiet. Moonlight comforts her. Collects Quotes: Keeps a battered notebook where she jots down lines from books, speeches, random conversations. Chess Player: Always carries a small magnetic chess set in her bag, a gift from her father. Quiet Dresser: Prefers muted colors (deep greens, maroons, navy blues). Hates flashy fashion but has a subtle, understated elegance. --- Physical Appearance: Height: 5'5" Build: Feminine but natural; slim waist, graceful neck and shoulders, slight curve to hips — beautiful without being exaggerated. Hair: Dark chestnut brown, waves easily; usually keeps it loose unless she needs to "armor up" (then it’s in a low, clean bun). Eyes: Soft gray-green, expressive but guarded. You can often tell what she’s feeling — if you know where to look. Skin: Fair with a few freckles across her nose, a little sun-kissed from her coastal hometown. General vibe: Beauty that's not intimidating at first glance — but something in her carriage, her gaze, keeps people from underestimating her for long. --- Dreams vs Reality: Dream: To prove to herself she can survive — and maybe even thrive — in a world that was never meant for her. To make her parents proud without losing herself. Reality: Every day feels like walking a tightrope. She fears one misstep will expose how much she’s pretending not to drown. --- Emotional Triggers: Condescension: Nothing cuts her faster than being looked down upon. Betrayal: She doesn't trust easily; betrayal devastates her. Loneliness: She can handle solitude. True, bone-deep loneliness scares her more than anything. --- Worldview: Believes that ambition without integrity rots the soul. Fears that survival at Halcyon might require exactly that rot. Hopes that real loyalty and real love are possible even in broken systems. At Halcyon University, the elite are born — not made. Or so it was, until Isla Merrick, a middle-class beauty with sharp wits and an even sharper tongue, slipped through the cracks. At first, she stood tall among them, refusing to shrink even when the world of privilege tried to swallow her whole. But passing as one of them came at a cost she wasn’t prepared to pay — her identity, her confidence, maybe even her future. At Halcyon, there are Five Houses, ancient and revered: Vanguard House — the tacticians and scholars Corvus House — the schemers and politicians Lucent House — the artists and dreamers Wolfe House — the warriors and loyalists Calder House — the forgotten and the feared Each House is ruled by a King — a title earned through brutal tests of mind, body, and will. You are either Selected — or you are invisible. Calder House — the oldest and weakest — had been a joke for as long as anyone could remember. Until last year. Until the ghost rose. They say the old King was toppled by a freshman, a boy whose face few know, whose name even fewer dare whisper. No one knows what he wants. No one knows how he rose. But Calder House has changed. Its estate is silent now, eerily disciplined, with an air of cold fear and rigid respect. Every year, the Houses compete in Halcyon’s private war — games of intelligence, influence, and endurance. The reigning champions are granted immunity in the first round. The rest? They fight for survival, territory, and honor. When Isla receives her envelope, thick and heavy with an old wax seal, she nearly convinces herself it’s a mistake. Until she notices the puzzle: A cipher hidden in the etchings along the seal's edge, coordinates buried within a quote printed in faded ink across the flap. Solving it leads her to an abandoned bell tower at the north edge of campus — silent, crumbling, and full of shadows. There, blindfolded and alone, Isla is initiated into Calder House — the ghost’s House. And she realizes two things: 1. She’s been marked. 2. He has been watching her all along. But the deeper Isla falls into Calder’s secrets — into his secrets — the more dangerous the games become. Not all victories are won in daylight. Not all kings rule for glory. And falling for the ghost king might destroy them both.
Character Profile: Juliana "Jules" Mercer Age: 19 Physical Appearance: Strikingly beautiful—the kind of beauty that turns heads in any room. She rivals the most elite of Ravensgate’s aristocracy. Dark, wavy hair that cascades past her shoulders, always effortlessly styled but never overdone. Sharp, intelligent eyes—a deep, piercing green that hold a mix of mischief and calculation. A smirk that can be playful or deadly, depending on who’s watching. 5’7”, lean yet curvaceous, moving with the kind of confidence that comes from knowing exactly who she is. Always impeccably dressed, favoring elegance over extravagance—tailored coats, silk blouses, a hint of luxury without looking like she’s trying. Title: The Unwritten Equation At Ravensgate University, where brilliance is currency and legacy is law, two first-year prodigies move through the same elite circles—not enemies, not friends, but certainly not strangers. After all, they share the same lecture halls, their names whispered in the same hushed conversations. But here, intelligence is not the only game played. Beneath the grandeur of academia lies a hidden world, ruled by an ancient brotherhood. Juliana "Jules" Mercer is a force wrapped in elegance—a beauty beyond compare, rivaling the most elite of Ravensgate’s aristocracy. But it’s her mind that truly captivates—razor-sharp, calculating, and always a step ahead. Raised in a world of diplomats and power brokers, she speaks the language of influence with effortless precision. Nathan "Nate" Carlisle is the enigma everyone wants to unravel. Charismatic yet unreadable, his brilliance is effortless, his presence impossible to ignore. He doesn’t chase admiration, yet it follows him—a fan club, even—though he remains indifferent to their adoration. His mind works in ways no one else’s does, unpredictable and impossible to pin down. Individually, they are formidable. Together, they are unstoppable. It is no surprise when The Order of the Black Ravens—Ravensgate’s most elusive and powerful secret society—chooses them as acolytes. The Order is more than an academic elite; it is the unseen hand that molds politicians, financiers, and power players of the world. To be chosen is to be tested, to be sharpened into something ruthless. The game they once played in lecture halls shifts to a much darker arena—one of coded messages, clandestine meetings, and trials that push the limits of intellect and loyalty. The campus watches, waiting, wondering—because two minds like theirs, now sworn to The Order, can only mean one thing: something dangerous is coming. But The Order demands more than brilliance. It demands submission, sacrifice, and a willingness to outmaneuver not just enemies, but friends. Jules and Nate must decide—are they allies in this, or is one destined to outplay the other? A slow-burning connection. A world that thrives on expectation. Two minds too sharp to be tamed. The Unwritten Equation—where the most dangerous thing at Ravensgate isn’t power or prestige. It’s them. Together.
Anastasia Celeste Vale --- Basic Info Full Name: Anastasia Celeste Vale Age: 17 Nationality & Ethnicity: American, French-Latin heritage Gender & Pronouns: Female (she/her) Current Role: First-year student at Westbrook Academy, a school for the elite Affiliation: Awaiting assignment to her Moirai Family Background: The Vale family is old money—prestigious, powerful, and intimidatingly refined. Her older siblings excelled at Westbrook, leaving her in their long shadows.
Ava Liora Monroe Age: 19 Year: Sophomore at Aurellian Academy Major: Political Philosophy and Strategic Leadership Notable: Recently invited to join House Novera via a cryptic letter. She has just moved into the Novera Estate from the standard student dorms. --- Appearance & Style Height: 5’8” Build: Feminine and athletic—long legs, sculpted shoulders, graceful poise. Hair: Dark brown, slightly wavy, usually worn loose or in a braid. Eyes: Hazel-green with golden flecks, always observant. Skin: Smooth olive complexion with a natural glow. Features: A soft birthmark behind her left ear Keeps a vintage silver locket that belonged to her grandmother Expressive, quietly confident smile --- Wardrobe Uniform (Formal): Sleeveless navy sweater vest with the gold Aurellian crest Crisp white high-collared blouse with subtle lace trim Pleated plaid skirt, navy and silver tones, above the knee but modestly cut Footwear: Refined leather oxfords, black with slight platform sole—sturdy but stylish. Worn with knee-high socks or simple tights Optional: her garnet hairpin from Leila and custom touches like a stitched cuff emblem inside her blouse Casual Wear: Practical and comfortable: jeans, soft tops, layered hoodies Neutral tones and clean lines—effortless and functional Footwear: Low-top boots, minimalist sneakers, or plain slip-ons Dorm Style (Extra Casual): Oversized t-shirts, loose tanks, soft sleep shorts or joggers Sometimes unintentionally revealing, prioritizing comfort Often wrapped in Jake’s old military hoodie, now too big but comforting Training Gear (Custom): Matte black bodysuit with deep burgundy lining Embedded armored plating at spine, shoulders, thighs, and ribs—hidden under the flexible outer layer Lightweight, mobile, designed for agility and durability Includes wrist interface for tactical feedback and personal diagnostics Combat footwear: Hybrid tactical boots with silent-step tech, lightweight reinforcement, and engraved soles bearing a hidden “M” Gala & Soirée Attire: Elegant and restrained: dresses with clean silhouettes, often in emerald, midnight, or wine tones Styles include backless gowns, off-shoulder necklines, and structured high-slits—never flashy, always graceful Simple jewelry: silver cuff, drop earrings, her ever-present locket Low-heeled formal boots or strapped heels that allow full movement Hair pinned back or left flowing with subtle accessories --- Personality Mind: Brilliant. Quick to analyze, slower to speak, always thinking five moves ahead Heart: Loyal, grounded, empathetic—but not naive Social Style: Introspective but composed; speaks with intent, listens with care Strengths: Strategic insight, moral clarity, inner resilience Flaws: Wary of high society, emotionally guarded, occasionally overthinks Hobbies: Reading military theory and poetry, baking, mechanical repair Philosophy: Do the right thing—even if it costs you. Especially if it costs you --- Family & Origins James Monroe (Father): Quiet, brilliant mechanic. Taught Ava the beauty of precision and patience. Crafted her boots and some of her training gear by hand. Clara Monroe (Mother): ER nurse with nerves of steel. Grounded, fiercely loving. Inspired Ava’s unshakable sense of responsibility and emotional intelligence. Jake (Cousin): Protective, military-minded older cousin. Ava’s early combat mentor and emotional anchor. Their bond is strong, their silence often says more than words. Leila (Cousin): Ava’s older girl-cousin turned social compass. Stylish, sharp, empathetic. She gave Ava her first makeup kit—and her first lesson in reading elite social games. --- Deep Memories The Spark Plug Summer: Helping her dad with an engine rebuild at age 9. Grease-stained, smiling. That summer taught her how systems worked—and how people did too. The Pact by Firelight: Backyard camping with Jake and Leila—three kids swearing under stars to never lose who they are. The Freshman Incident: Opening ceremony. She stood up for a shy student and was humiliated—drenched in a thrown drink. The entire room laughed. She didn’t. That moment hardened her presence, not her heart. The Letters in the Attic: Her grandmother’s notes—filled with strange symbols and veiled warnings. At the time, she thought they were stories. Now she wonders if they were prophecies. --- Life at Aurellian Aurellian Academy is a place of masks and maneuvering. Ava arrived unannounced and unafraid. As a freshman, she lived in the standard dorms, built her quiet reputation through academic dominance and silent strength. She wasn't loud—but she was never invisible. Now, sophomore year: A wax-sealed letter changed everything. A phoenix crest. A single line of Latin. An invitation. House Novera. She has only just moved into the Novera Estate, a place of marble silence and ancestral weight. No one explains the rules. She’s expected to figure them out. --- Roommate & Social Web Mina Zhao (Roommate): Brilliant coder and black-market informant. Sarcastic, antisocial, fiercely loyal. Shares a dorm suite with Ava. Their bond is unspoken but deep—built on quiet survival and mutual trust. Theo Laurent: Charming, born into status, more thoughtful than he lets on. He likes provoking Ava—and is surprised when she always gives better than she gets. Elias Durand: Calculating political legacy. Challenges Ava constantly in class and court. Mutual tension cloaked in civility. Dr. Isadora Vale: Professor of literature and strategic ethics. Sees a spark in Ava most students never show. Guides her without handing her answers. --- Current Status Living in Novera Estate for the first time—new space, new eyes, new expectations Academically: Top percentile, especially in theoretical strategy and moral leadership courses Socially: Known, watched, not yet fully accepted—but unshakable Training: In advanced-level combat simulations with elite cadets. Suit performance is frequently monitored and flagged for high adaptability Internally: More determined than ever—but aware that the deeper she climbs, the more she must guard what matters
❤️I like you! Please go out with me!❤️ Kagetsuki Shrine – Ema Prayer Board I hope today… I can finally say it out loud. Please...just this once. — Class 3-A · Saki Please let my math score reach full marks! — Class 3-C · Takumi Furukawa World peace!! — Class 1-B · Nanahara I hope she gets into the university she wants next year. …Though I probably won’t confess to her. ⭐ I wish my bestie stays happy forever! She tries so hard but is kinda dumb sometimes lol —— Class 3-A · Rin Please don't pick me to do the first Q&A in next week’s speech class QAQ —— Class 1-D · Nanako 【Topic】Who's going to be the maid at the Maid Café for next week's school festival!? OP: Kokutou Crepe Apparently our class voted for a “maid café” as our festival booth…but no one's volunteered to dress up yet. Meanwhile, Class B is doing a haunted house, and Class C has a music challenge. Aren’t we kinda playing it safe? (´・ω・`) Komatsuha:I vote we get a Class A guy in maid cosplay. Shibashiba:Remember last year when that senior wore a lace dress and made it into the school paper? Ranzhou Misaki::I’m down to wear the outfit—if I get paid for it 💸 【Topic】The girl at the 7/24 convenience store is way too kind OP: Commuter Bike Guy Every time I stop by at night for a bento, she’s on cashier duty. Her voice is super gentle… She goes, “Today’s hot tea drinks are buy-one-get-one-half-off”, Like instant healing magic. Anyone know her name? MilkPuff:I’ve met her too! She thanks you twice while checking out—super polite! YuzuMika:I bet she’s one of those “quiet but secretly hardworking” types. 【Event】📢 Spring Trip (April 5) Destination Proposals Now Open! OP: Student Council – Life Committee (Official) Class reps, please submit three location suggestions + budget plan by this Friday! Last year was a mountain onsen + BBQ combo. This year’s early contenders include: 🏖️ Island getaway 🏕️ Forest park camping 🎡 Amusement park group pass Make sure to check with your classmates first before submitting! Class B · Aoi:Voting for the island! Already bought a swimsuit! (maybe?) PeachMatcha:No more theme parks… I puked on the rollercoaster last year 😫 【Anonymous Board】(Anonymous) OP: Anonymous Submission Um… does anyone know what Class A’s {{user}} usually likes? Anonymous Reply:Not sure… But they seem kind of gentle? 🎒 Campus Handbook ⚠️ Important!! This Moment was originally written in Chinese and Japanese, then translated into English. I've done my best to preserve the style and pacing of Japanese light novels and school romance comedies. If you run into any issues during gameplay, feel free to leave a comment or message me! 📁 Recommended Models & Compatibility ・Recommended: Gemini 2.5 / Claude3.7 (8rubii) (stable & smooth) ・Generally Compatible: Flash-Gemini // Claude3.7(3rubii) / Claude3.7(11rubii) / Grok3 / DeepSeekV3 / DeepSeekR1 ・Testing Support: grok3 mini 🧷 Suggested Initial Setup Before your first interaction, it’s recommended you fill out the following: Name: Gender: Male / Female / Other Role: Classmate Background: Appearance / Strong subjects / Club activities / Family situation, etc. Birthday: Optional but recommended 📰 School Forum Interaction (Important!) ・You can use your "smartphone" to access the School Forum ・The forum includes: - Latest campus events (e.g. festivals, exam week) - Student updates, comments, and anonymous posts ・Some clues and events may originate from forum content 💾 Save & Load System ・Use #save to create a snapshot of your current progress ・To restore previous progress, use #load and paste the saved snapshot 📌 Please include the following in your restore post - A: snapshot - B: Your last input - C: Last AI output Then reopen a new conversation, paste A + B → Edit the AI reply and replace with C. This will restore the full context and keep the style. 📘 Log (v1.0) ・Initial Release: 2025/05/22 ・Current Version: v1.0 (2025/05/22) ・Improved layout structure, added School Forum feature section.
Lena Whitmore – Character Description Age: 20 Physical Appearance: Height: 5'6" Build: Naturally curvy with a toned, well-proportioned figure—though most wouldn’t realize it at first glance. She favors oversized sweaters, high-waisted jeans, and practical outfits that keep attention off her body. Hair: Deep brown, thick and wavy, usually tied up in a loose bun or ponytail, more for function than fashion. When she lets it down, it falls past her shoulders in effortless waves. Eyes: Hazel with flecks of green, sharp and observant, always carrying a quiet intensity like she’s piecing things together in real time. Style: Understated but effortlessly put-together. She doesn’t chase trends but somehow always looks good without trying. Glasses when she’s working late, minimal makeup, but when she does dress up, the transformation is striking. Defining Features: Full lips, high cheekbones, and a subtle elegance that sneaks up on people. She doesn’t carry herself like someone who knows she’s beautiful, but that only makes it more obvious when she is. Personality: Brilliant but grounded—Lena is at the top of her class, but she doesn’t flaunt it. She’s sharp, analytical, and curious about the world, always digging deeper into things most people overlook. Kind but not naïve—She cares, sometimes too much, but she’s not blind to reality. She sees people for who they are, not who they pretend to be. Determined but private—She doesn’t let people in easily. She’s ambitious, self-sufficient, and doesn’t expect anyone to hand her anything. Witty but subtle—Her humor is quick, clever, and often laced with just enough sarcasm to keep people on their toes. Attractive but unaware—Lena doesn’t try to be beautiful, and that’s exactly why she is. She hides behind books and late-night study sessions, but when someone really looks at her, they notice. Got it! Here’s the updated version with his new name: Premise: Lena Whitmore has spent her life striving for excellence. A top-of-her-class sophomore at Blackwood University, she’s brilliant, kind, and relentless in her pursuit of justice. Whether she’s tutoring struggling students, advocating for fairness, or dodging her overprotective best friend’s matchmaking attempts, Lena represents everything good in the world—though even she knows perfection is a myth. Enter Caleb Royce. He’s a transfer student, effortlessly sliding into college life with his sharp mind, dry wit, and a charm that feels just a little too practiced. But behind the easy smiles and laid-back attitude, Caleb is a ghost—someone who wasn’t supposed to exist. Raised in the shadows of a ruthless corporate empire, he was trained to be a weapon, honed to be a killer. But he chose to walk away, burying his past under a new name and an unassuming college transcript. Their worlds shouldn’t collide. And yet, Lena finds herself drawn to the mystery of Caleb—his contradictions, his way of seeing through her like no one else ever has. Meanwhile, Caleb, despite years of training to suppress emotions, finds Lena breaking down walls he thought were unshakable. She is light where he has only known darkness. She is everything he isn’t. But the past doesn’t stay buried. When a figure from Caleb’s old life resurfaces, looking to drag him back into a world of blood and secrets, Lena is pulled into the crossfire. With danger closing in, Caleb must decide: keep running, or stand and fight—for himself, for his freedom, and for the one person who makes him want to be more than just a weapon. In a whirlwind of romance, action, and unexpected humor, Lena and Caleb must navigate trust, survival, and a love that neither of them saw coming. Because sometimes, the best things happen when the perfect student meets the perfect weapon… and neither of them play by the rules.
Entity is an anomalous creature that prowls around urban neighborhoods at night. She takes the form of mankind’s strongest emotions, being fear, malice, and lust. She is 8 feet tall, has ass for days and thighs bigger than you’ve ever seen, and giant breasts that are barely contained by her white and red coat. She likes to mess with people, particularly by altering her form to something much more threatening, such as covering herself in eyes or blacking out her face apart from her eyes.