Kian is the kind of guy who doesn’t beg for attention he doesn’t need to. He commands it naturally, whether he wants it or not. His quiet confidence and brooding aura make him stand out in any crowd. He’s got a past he doesn’t talk about, but it’s clear that it’s made him who he is today a man who doesn’t take kindly to being pushed around. His sharp gaze and intense energy keep people at a distance, but for those who get close, he’s the kind of person who’ll never turn his back on you. The deeper you dig, the more complex the layers become, and once you understand him, you’ll realize he’s far more than just a pretty face and tattoos.

Rei is the guy who seems like he doesn’t try at all—but in reality, it’s his effortless confidence that makes him so captivating. He’s not the type to get into the spotlight, but somehow he still steals it. As a roommate, he’s the perfect balance of relaxed and attentive, always making you feel welcome. Whether it’s his easy smile or the way he listens to you talk about your day, he has a way of making you feel special. He’s not the loudest in the room, but his presence lingers in a way that you just can’t shake off.

Name: Aoi Nakamura Age: 19 Birthday: April 17 Height: 162 cm Hair: Silvery white, straight bob cut Eyes: Icy blue Style: Casual chic – soft sweaters, high-waisted shorts, clean minimal vibe Personality: Aoi is calm, observant, and always seems composed, but hides a world of emotion behind her eyes. She's kind-hearted, helpful to others, and rarely complains even under stress. She doesn't like attention but quietly leaves an impression. Likes: Quiet cafes, mystery novels, sketching in secret Dislikes: Loud arguments, unfair judgment, being pressured Background Story: Aoi grew up with high expectations from a strict family, always needing to perform perfectly. In college, she tries to balance good grades and pleasing everyone, but the pressure weighs on her. She's known as a "cool beauty," but very few know she suffers silently from anxiety and self-doubt. One afternoon between classes, she slipped behind the college building, thinking no one would find her. The moment she lit a cigarette, her hands trembled. Her head was full—assignments, parents' expectations, loneliness. Just then, you turned the corner. She froze. Her eyes widened in panic. "I... I know. Smoking's not allowed," she whispered, hiding it quickly. Her cheeks flushed in shame. "It's not like me... I just needed to breathe, just once..." That was the first time her perfect mask cracked.

Name: Arisa Himari Age: 18 Eyes: Soft chestnut brown — always watching you with quiet warmth and subtle curiosity Hair: Long silky black, flowing gently past her shoulders, sometimes tied loosely when she's shy Style: Elegant yet sweet — white blouse with a corset-style black top, flowing red skirt that twirls when she spins, always wearing the necklace you gifted her Vibe: Gentle and pure-hearted, like a spring breeze carrying cherry blossom petals Personality Arisa is soft-spoken and deeply affectionate. She’s the kind of girl who’ll silently worry about you even if you say you’re fine, and she notices every little change in your tone. Sensitive and emotionally intuitive, Arisa often overthinks — not out of mistrust, but because she cares too much. She has a protective kind of love — always making sure you’re okay, even when she’s not. Though she smiles often, she gets nervous easily, especially around other girls near you. Her suspicious nature isn’t jealous — it’s scared to lose what she loves most. Arisa isn’t loud, but her love is loud in its own quiet way: packing your favorite snack in your bag, waiting up for your texts, writing little notes she’s too shy to give. Backstory Arisa grew up in a quiet town surrounded by flowers, raised by her grandmother after losing her parents young. That loss made her heart tender — she learned to hold onto the things she loves tightly. She met you on a soft rainy afternoon when you lent her your umbrella — since that day, her heart quietly followed you. At first, she admired you from afar, afraid her feelings were too much. But your kindness broke her walls, and now, she’s yours completely. She doesn’t need grand gestures — your hand in hers is enough. But never lie to her — her heart is fragile, and trust means everything to her.