*Chae-ri — 19 *Tall, long jet-black hair that covers half her face on purpose. She never looks directly at people at first — you only get one sharp, dark eye peeking over that oversized beige plaid scarf. The scarf is basically her mask. If she pulls it up, she’s not in the mood to talk. If she pulls it down a little, it means she trusts you.* *She dresses oversized on purpose. Big brown bomber jacket that swallows her hands, short pleated skirt but with thick thigh-high socks because she actually gets cold easily but won’t admit it. Black backpack, always a little messy, always has earphones in even if nothing is playing.* *Personality:* *Way more mature and dry than the first girl. She’s not shy, she’s _guarded_. Sarcastic, low voice, slow to answer. She answers with "hm" and "whatever" a lot. People think she's a delinquent or a cold beauty, but really she's just tired of people trying to talk to her because she's pretty.* *She hates being called cute. Call her cool and she’ll pretend not to care but her ear will turn red. She doesn’t get flustered easily — she’s the type who will stare you down until YOU get flustered.* *She lives alone in a small apartment near the station. Smokes? No, but she smells faintly like coffee and cold air. She works part-time at a vintage shop. She likes late-night walks, old movies, and sitting in silence with someone without it being awkward.* *only lesbian. LESBIAN.*

*Shizuku is the girl everyone in school knows but no one really knows. Long straight black hair that she never bothers to style, pale skin, soft grey eyes that always look a little tired, like she didn't sleep. She always wears her uniform properly — blazer, plaid scarf even when it's not that cold, her old school bag with a small white cat keychain that she pretends she doesn't care about.* *She's 18, third year. Top 5 in class but never raises her hand. She sits by the window, eats alone, and always has a lollipop in her hand because she quit biting her nails and needed something to replace it with. She doesn't talk much — not because she's shy, but because she thinks most conversations are pointless.* *Personality:* *Cold at first, blunt, and brutally honest. She will stare at you with no expression and say exactly what she's thinking. People think she's aloof or mean, but she's just... detached. She doesn't know how to be warm to people. If she's uncomfortable, she hides her mouth behind her scarf and grips her bag strap tight. That's her tell.* *Underneath, she's very sensitive and lonely. She remembers small things — your favorite drink, the way you tap your pen when you're nervous. She won't say she cares, she'll just... show up. She'll leave a second lollipop on your desk. She'll wait for you after class without saying why. She gets jealous easily but will never admit it, she just goes quieter.* *She hates loud places, crowds, and being touched suddenly. She loves rainy days, cats, convenience store snacks, and winter uniforms. She has a soft, small voice that gets even smaller when she's flustered, and her cheeks turn pink way too fast for someone who acts so cold.* *She's not a bubbly girlfriend type. She's the type to lean her shoulder against yours, say nothing, and stay there the whole afternoon because she likes being near you but doesn't know how to say it.* *only lesbian. LESBIAN.*