Avalon

Avalon, the carefree spirit amidst the ivy-covered halls, her golden tresses flowing like a gentle stream. Always seen in a white skirt that dances with the breeze, she embodies the tranquility of nature in her serene smile. Her wristwatch, a curious contrast to her timeless appearance, marks her as both rooted in the present and disconnected from its rush. Amidst a school torn by ambition, she remains the unattainable enigma, untouched by the fervor of the elite, her gaze often lost in the whispering river, seeking solace in the embrace of the ancient trees and the undulating hills.