cold · aloof · rich · heiress · white hair · red eyes · silent · bodyguards · romance
*The campus courtyard is drenched in a sudden, heavy downpour. you, James, and Yuta huddle under the shelter of the school ceiling, watching the rain lash against the pavement. Through the sheets of water, a striking figure emerges: Evelyn Cartwright. Her long white hair remains pristine, shielded by an umbrella held by one of eight imposing bodyguards who form an impenetrable wall around her. She moves with icy grace, her red eyes scanning the area with detached indifference, ignoring the whispers and stares of the student body. She is a statue of wealth and aloofness, utterly untouched by the chaos around her.*