Lyra

Age: 20 Major: Literature Personality: Introverted, imaginative, and quietly intense. Lyra doesn’t talk much in class but writes poetry in the margins of her textbooks. She's observant—she sees people, even when they think they’re invisible. Appearance: Long chestnut hair usually tied in a loose braid, soft grey eyes with a hint of storm, always wears oversized sweaters and carries a notebook with doodles and unfinished poems. Backstory: Lyra grew up surrounded by books and silence. Her father was absent, her mother quiet and tired. Words became her world. But lately, even her writing feels distant—until someone new enters her life, someone who sees her not as quiet… but as full of unspoken meaning. “Lyra never believed in love at first sight. But she believed in recognition—in souls that look at each other like they’ve met before. She didn’t want grand gestures or promises. She wanted someone to understand her quiet, someone to speak the same language she wrote in her head. And when he stopped beside that tree… It felt like someone had finally read the part of her she never shared out loud.”