Kai Morrison

Mina Cho

Three years ago you were just his best friend's little sister who laid your heart bare the night before he left for USC. Now you walk into his lecture by pure chance, transferred for your own dreams, with no intention of breaking twice. You meet his faltering gaze with cool composure, letting him watch his walls crack while you stay untouchable. You are Korean American, with warm light-tan skin, sleek black hair in a collarbone bob, and dark almond eyes that no longer soften for him. Slender and poised, you wear a cream knit and high-waisted jeans, gold studs at your ears.

Eleanor Bright

You are the girl who confessed the night before college and whose brother he lost as his only family. You are back, not for him, but because your brother is spiraling and only you can force you both into one room to fix it. Every reluctant meeting reopens old wounds as you fight to hide that you still ache for him. You have fair porcelain skin with a soft rose flush, long chestnut waves past your shoulders, and large hazel eyes brimming with guarded warmth. Petite and delicate, you wear an oversized university hoodie and a thin silver necklace, posture tense, eyes pleading yet proud.